“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love—that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit.”
"Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face."
- George Eliot
Love
"What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined for life — to strengthen each other in all labor, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in silent, unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting?"
- George Eliot
Love
"The intense happiness of our union is derived in a high degree from the perfect freedom with which we each follow and declare our own impressions."
- George Eliot
Love
"What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life — to strengthen each other in all labor, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in all pain, to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting?"
- George Eliot
Love
"That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow."
- George Eliot
Love
"Find harmony in the silent wisdom of a dragonfly's effortless glide"
Harmony
"Their iridescent dance is a silent symphony, dissolving the discord of our days"
Harmony
"Let their poised maneuvers through life's reeds inspire your soul's harmony"
Harmony
"Harmony is a dragonfly's silent song, vibrating through the air"
Harmony
"Let the flutter of a dragonfly's wings remind you to breathe and find harmony"
Harmony