In Middlemarch by George Eliot
"His efforts at exact courtesy and formal tenderness had no defect for her. She filled up all blanks with unmanifested perfections, interpreting him as she interpreted the works of Providence, and accounting for seeming discords by her own deafness to the higher harmonies. And there are many blanks left in the weeks of courtship, which a loving faith fills with happy assurance."
I have honestly never seen such a comprehensive and hilariously mocking description of the phenomenon of wearing rose tinted glasses when looking upon one's preferred person.
"His efforts at exact courtesy and formal tenderness had no defect for her. She filled up all blanks with unmanifested perfections, interpreting him as she interpreted the works of Providence, and accounting for seeming discords by her own deafness to the higher harmonies. And there are many blanks left in the weeks of courtship, which a loving faith fills with happy assurance."
I have honestly never seen such a comprehensive and hilariously mocking description of the phenomenon of wearing rose tinted glasses when looking upon one's preferred person.
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