#k

He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow. ↗

— George Eliot

#had #hear #him #like #risen

The season was waning fast Our nights were growing cold at last I took her to bed with silk and song, 'Lay still, my love, I won’t be long; I must prepare my body for passion.' 'O, your body you give, but all else you ration.' 'It is because of these dreams of a sylvan scene: A bleeding nymph to leave me serene... I have dreams of a trembling wench.' 'You have dreams,' she said, 'that cannot be quenched.' 'Our passion,' said I, 'should never be feared; As our longing for love can never be cured. Our want is our way and our way is our will, We have the love, my love, that no one can kill.' 'If night is your love, then in dreams you’ll fulfill... This love, our love, that no one can kill.' Yet want is my way, and my way is my will, Thus I killed my love with a sleeping pill. ↗

— Roman Payne

#cold #fear #killing #love #nocturne

I should like to know what is the proper function of women, if it is not to make reasons for husbands to stay at home, and still stronger reasons for bachelors to go out. ↗

— George Eliot

#function #go #home #husbands #i

You had no right to be born; for you make no use of life. Instead of living for, in, and with yourself, as a reasonable being ought, you seek only to fasten your feebleness on some other person's strength. ↗

— Charlotte Bronte

#born #fasten #feebleness #had #instead

The war on terror, if this is a war on terror, can only be won by a sincere regional and international cooperation. All have to believe they have something at stake and work together. In the absence of this it will become political and interest-oriented. ↗

— Hamid Karzai

#become #believe #cooperation #international #international cooperation

Science is properly more scrupulous than dogma. Dogma gives a charter to mistake, but the very breath of science is a contest with mistake, and must keep the conscience alive. ↗

— George Eliot

#breath #charter #conscience #contest #dogma

Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self. ↗

— George Eliot

#close #glory #i #know #leave

A toddling little girl is a centre of common feeling which makes the most dissimilar people understand each other. ↗

— George Eliot

#common #dissimilar #each #feeling #girl

But human experience is usually paradoxical, that means incongruous with the phrases of current talk or even current philosophy. ↗

— George Eliot

#even #experience #human #human experience #incongruous

Hostesses who entertain much must make up their parties as ministers make up their cabinets, on grounds other than personal liking. ↗

— George Eliot

#entertain #grounds #liking #make #make up