Nature repairs her ravages, but not all. The uptorn trees are not rooted again; the parted hills are left scarred; if there is a new growth, the trees are not the same as the old, and the hills underneath their green vesture bear the marks of the past rending. To the eyes that have dwelt on the past, there is no thorough repair.
George EliotA man never lies with more delicious languor under the influence of a passion than when he has persuaded himself that he shall subdue it to-morrow.
George EliotAnd certainly, the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise some wonder that we are so fond of it.
George EliotThere are new eras in one's life that are equivalent to youth-are something better than youth.
George Eliot