Quote by George Eliot

Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.

Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memo

Summary

This quote describes a person who is trapped between the past and the uncertain future. The metaphor of a butterfly soul suggests a delicate, ever-moving entity that cannot settle in one place. The individual's mind is constantly oscillating between reminiscing about past experiences and feeling hesitant about the possibilities ahead. There is a sense of restlessness and uncertainty, as they struggle to find stability or contentment in their thoughts and emotions.

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Anxiety Distraction

By George Eliot

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