Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love. – George Eliot
We must not inquire too curiously into motives… They are apt to become feeble in the utterance: the aroma is mixed with the grosser air. We must keep the germinating grain away from the light. – George Eliot
There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms. – George Eliot
Strange, that some of us, with quick alternate vision, see beyond our infatuations, and even while we rave on the heights, behold the wide plain where our persistent self pauses and awaits us. – George Eliot