Melodies die out, like the pipe of Pan, with the ears that love them and listen for them.
George EliotMighty is the force of motherhood! It transforms all things by its vital heat; it turns timidity into fierce courage, and dreadless defiance into tremulous submission; it turns thoughtlessness into foresight, and yet stills all anxiety into calm content; it makes selfishness become self-denial, and gives even to hard vanity the glance of admiring love.
George EliotYou are a good young man," she said. "But I do not like husbands. I will never have another.
George Eliot