What destroys us most effectively is not a malign fate but our own capacity for self-deception and for degrading our own best self.
George EliotHow lovely the little river is, with its dark changing wavelets! It seems to me like a living companion while I wander along the bank, and listen to its low, placid voice.
George Elioteven those who call themselves 'intimate' know very little about each other - hardly ever know just how a sorrow is felt, and hurt each other by their very attempts at sympathy or consolation. We can bear no hand on our bruises.
George Eliot