Kisses honeyed by oblivion. – George Eliot
Tis God gives skill, but not without mens hand: He could not make Antonio Stradivariuss violins without Antonio. – George Eliot
Kisses honeyed by oblivion. – George Eliot
Tis God gives skill, but not without mens hand: He could not make Antonio Stradivariuss violins without Antonio. – George Eliot
Of what use, however, is a general certainty that an insect will not walk with his head hindmost, when what you need to know is the play of inward stimulus that sends him hither and thither in a network of possible paths? – George Eliot
Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are. – George Eliot