What If My Words Were Meant For

Would Not Love See Returning Penitence Afar Off, And Fall On Its Neck And Kiss It?

And Dorothea..she Had No Dreams Of Being Praised Above Other Women. Feeling That There Was Always Something Better Which She Might Have Done If She Had Only Been Better And Known Better, Her Full Nature Spent Itself In Deeds Which Left No Great Name On The Earth, But The Effect Of Her Being On Those Around Her Was Incalculable. For The Growing Good Of The World Is Partly Dependent On Unhistoric Acts And On All Those Dorotheas Who Life Faithfully Their Hidden Lives And Rest In Unvisited Tombs. Middlemarch

I Would Not Creep Along The Coast But Steer Out In Mid-sea, By Guidance Of The Stars.

What Courage And Patience Are Wanted For Every Life That Aims To Produce Anything!

Genius ... Is Necessarily Intolerant Of Fetters.