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I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.

George Eliot

Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.
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Butterfly Dubious Expectation Futtered Incessantly Little Memory Soul
A patronizing disposition always has its meaner side.
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Always Disposition Meaner Patronizing Side
No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.
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Ame Interpreter Longer Raed Rather Same Story Use
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.
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Close Glory Leave Margin See Speck Tiny Vision
Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
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Deed Determine Much
And, of course men know best about everything, except what women know better.
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Best Better Couse Everything Except Know Wonder
Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.
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Dead Forgotten never Our Them Until
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.
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Autumn Delicious Soul Very Wedded
Conscience is harder than our enemies, Knows more, accuses with more nicety.
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Conscience Enemy Harder
If the past is not to bind us, where can duty lie? We should have no law but the inclination of the moment.
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Bind Duty Lie Pst Us
Religious ideas have the fate of melodies, which, once set afloat in the world, are taken up by all sorts of instruments, some of them woefully coarse, feeble, or out of tune, until people are in danger of crying out that the melody itself is detestable.
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Afford Fate Instruments Melodies Once Religious Set Some Sort Taken Up Woefully
Animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
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Agrresive Animal Ask Criticism Friend No Pass Question Such
In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past-sensations which assert themselves against tyrannous memories.
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Bed Oppressive Yesterday
The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.
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Between Fifty Hardest Seventy Year
The responsibility of tolerance lies with those who have the wider vision.
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Lies Responsible Tolerance Vision Wider
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
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Call Despair Eagerness Hope Painful Unfed

I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.

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