Love Supreme Defies All Sophistry.

The Wrong That Rouses Our Angry Passions Finds Only A Medium In Us; It Passes Through Us Like A Vibration, And We Inflict What We Have Suffered.

It Is As Useless To Fight Against The Interpretations Of Ignorance As To Whip The Fog.

Childhood Is Only The Beautiful And Happy Time In Contemplation And Retrospect: To The Child It Is Full Of Deep Sorrows, The Meaning Of Which Is Unknown.

I Wish Always To Be Quoted As George Eliot.

Many An Irritating Fault, Many An Unlovely Oddity, Has Come Of A Hard Sorrow.