Kisses honeyed by oblivion. – George Eliot
Ive never any pity for conceited people, because I think they carry their comfort about with them. – George Eliot
Kisses honeyed by oblivion. – George Eliot
Ive never any pity for conceited people, because I think they carry their comfort about with them. – George Eliot
Different taste in jokes is a great strain on the affections. – George Eliot
That quiet mutual gaze of a trusting husband and wife is like the first moment of rest or refuge from a great weariness or a great danger. – George Eliot