Tuesday, April 14, 2009

April 25

“O the anguish of the thought that we can never atone to our dead for the stinted affection we gave them, for the light answers we returned to their plaints or their pleadings, for the little reverence we showed to that sacred human soul that lived so close to us, and was the divinest thing God had given us to know.”

GEORGE ELIOT [pen-name of Mary Ann Evans]

“’It’s poor work allays settin’ the dead above the livin’. We shall all on us be dead some time, I reckon, - it ’ud be better if folks ‘ud make much on us before hand, istid of beginnin’ when we’re gone.
“’It’s but little good you’ll do a’watering the last year’s crop.’”

GEORGE ELIOT [pen-name of Mary Ann Evans]

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