Date: 1860

"Some low, subdued, languid exclamation of love came from Stephen frorn time to time, as he went on rowing idly, half automatically: otherwise, they spoke no word; for what could words have been, but an inlet to thought?"

— Eliot, George (1819-1880)

Date: 1860

"Such things, uttered in low broken tones by the one voice that has first stirred the fibre of young passion, have only a feeble effect -- on experienced minds at a distance from them."

— Eliot, George (1819-1880)

Date: 1860

"There was a moment of utter bewilderment before her mind could get disentangled from the confused web of dreams; but soon the whole terrible truth urged itself upon her"

— Eliot, George (1819-1880)

Date: 1860

"We can only choose whether we will indulge ourselves in the present moment or whether we will renounce that for the sake of obeying the divine voice within us -- for the sake of being true to all the motives that sanctify our lives."

— Eliot, George (1819-1880)

Date: 1860

"Yes! I have had feelings to struggle with - but I conquered them."

— Eliot, George (1819-1880)

Date: April 1861

"My heart is like a singing bird / Whose nest is in a water'd shoot."

— Rossetti, Christina (1830-1894)

Date: April 1861

"My heart is like an apple-tree / Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit."

— Rossetti, Christina (1830-1894)

Date: April 1861

"My heart is like a rainbow shell / That paddles in a halcyon sea."

— Rossetti, Christina (1830-1894)

Date: 1862

"My heart within me like a stone / Is numb'd too much for hopes or fears."

— Rossetti, Christina (1830-1894)

Date: c. 1862

"After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- / The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs -- / The stiff Heart questions 'was it He, that bore,' / And 'Yesterday, or Centuries before'?"

— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)