Maxioms by George Eliot
Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.rn
Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.rn
What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
