Vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under a love which it cannot return. – George Eliot
Animals are such agreeable friends — they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms. – George Eliot
Vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under a love which it cannot return. – George Eliot
Animals are such agreeable friends — they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms. – George Eliot
Death is the king of this world: Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet. – 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