For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love. – George Eliot
In all private quarrels the duller nature is triumphant by reason of dullness. – George Eliot

For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love. – George Eliot
In all private quarrels the duller nature is triumphant by reason of dullness. – George Eliot
Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow borne willingly. – George Eliot