No story is the same to us after a lapse of time or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters. – George Eliot
When death comes it is never our tenderness that we repent from, but our severity. – George Eliot

No story is the same to us after a lapse of time or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters. – George Eliot
When death comes it is never our tenderness that we repent from, but our severity. – George Eliot
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. – 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