Letter-writing I imagine is counted as 'work' from which you must abstain, and I scribble this letter simply from the self-satisfied notion that you will like to hear from me. You see, I have asked no questions, which are the torture-screws of correspondence. Hence you have nothing to answer.
George EliotThe dull mind, once arriving at an inference that flatters the desire, is rarely able to retain the impression that the notion from which the inference started was purely problematic.
George EliotI don't feel sure about doing good in any way now; everything seems like going on a mission to a people whose language I don't know.
George EliotI think I am quite wicked with roses. I like to gather them, and smell them till they have no scent left.
George Eliot