“Young love-making--that gossamer web! Even the points it clings to--the things whence its subtle interlacing are swung--are scarcely perceptible; momentary touches of finger-tips, meetings of rays from blue and dark orbs, unfinished phrases, lightest changes of cheek and lip, faintest… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“She was limp and pathetic and woozy and I loved her, I realised, even more because I knew how completely it was doomed.” — Olivia Sudjic Copy Share Image
