There was no gleam, no shadow, for the heavens, too, were one still, pale cloud; no sound or motion in anything but the dark river that flowed and moaned like an unresting sorrow.
George EliotIt is not true that a man's intellectual power is, like the strength of a timber beam, to be measured by its weakest point.
George EliotIf a man goes a little too far along a new road, it is usually himself that he harms more than any one else.
George Eliot