He learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke—the language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart. It was love.

If anybody thinks they should listen to me because I'm a professor at MIT, that's nonsense. You should decide whether something makes sense by its content, not by the letters after the name of the person who says it.

There’s only one utter ending for each of us, and it isn’t one we reach toward. Until then, it’s the next change, and the next change, and the next. And profound change, even when it’s the one you prayed for, is displacing.

in a paradise with sweet laughs for bird-notes, and blue eyes for a heaven.

Written By George Eliot

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