Ask yourself whether the dream of heaven and greatness should be left waiting for us in our graves-or whether it should be ours here and now and on this earth.

I&#39;m pretty critical of myself as far as reaching some sort of perfect bull&#39;s-eye or target that I&#39;m aiming for.

We the survivors are not the true witnesses. The true witnesses, those in possession of the unspeakable truth are the drowned, the dead, the disappeared.

Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow.

Written By George Eliot

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