Their lives have been largely defined by failure and you would think the prospect of marriage, which is supposed to be bountiful and hopeful, it&#39;s just really another kind of tangential thing in his life.

It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.

He sat with his back to a rock and felt the warmth of the sun on his face and watched it pool and flare and drain away dragging with it all that pink and rose and crimson sky.

Even much stronger mortals than Fred Vincy hold half their rectitude in the mind of the being they love best.

Written By George Eliot

About us

Featured posts

Featured Topics

Quick Links