A friend is one to whom one may pour out the contents of one’s heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that gentle hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
GEORGE ELIOTI desire no future that will break the ties of the past.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Souls live on in perpetual echoes.
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The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.
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It is surely better to pardon too much, than to condemn too much.
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Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.
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I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.
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It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.
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One must be poor to know the luxury of giving!
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Human feeling is like the mighty rivers that bless the earth: it does not wait for beauty – it flows with resistless force and brings beauty with it.
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We have had an unspeakably delightful journey, one of those journeys which seem to divide one’s life in two, by the new ideas they suggest and the new views of interest they open.
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My own experience and development deepen every day my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy.
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Animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
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What are a handful of reasonable men against a crowd with stones in their hands?
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Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending.
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I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!
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Life is too precious to be spent in this weaving and unweaving of false impressions, and it is better to live quietly under some degree of misrepresentation than to attempt to remove it by the uncertain process of letter-writing.
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