But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope. – George Eliot
Marriage must be a relation either of sympathy or of conquest. – George Eliot

But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope. – George Eliot
Marriage must be a relation either of sympathy or of conquest. – George Eliot
When death comes it is never our tenderness that we repent from, but our severity. – George Eliot
Animals are such agreeable friends — they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms. – George Eliot