Maxioms by George Eliot
What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
Strange, that some of us, with quick alternate vision, see beyond our infatuations, and even while we rave on the read more
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.
The reward of one duty done is the power to fulfill another
The reward of one duty done is the power to fulfill another
There are some cases. . . in which the sense of injury breeds --not the will to inflict injuries and read more
There are some cases. . . in which the sense of injury breeds --not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but --a hatred of all injury.
Every woman is supposed to have the same set of motives, or else to be a monster.
Every woman is supposed to have the same set of motives, or else to be a monster.
