I think what we call the dullness of things is a disease in ourselves. Else how could anyone find an intense interest in life? And many do.


Novels of George Eliot... (ed. 1876)


I think what we call the dullness of things is a disease in ourselves. Else how could anyone find an intense interest in life? And many do.

I think what we call the dullness of things is a disease in ourselves. Else how could anyone find an intense interest in life? And many do.

I think what we call the dullness of things is a disease in ourselves. Else how could anyone find an intense interest in life? And many do.

I think what we call the dullness of things is a disease in ourselves. Else how could anyone find an intense interest in life? And many do.