We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it.
GEORGE ELIOT… it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.
More George Eliot Quotes
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But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
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If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel’s heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.
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That by desiring what is perfectly good, even when we don’t quite know what it is and cannot do what we would, we are part of the divine power against evil — widening the skirts of light and making the struggle with darkness narrower.
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Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles.
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there are two ways of speaking an audience will always like: one is, to tell them what they don’t understand; and the other is, to tell them what they’re used to.
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Impatient people, according to Bacon, are like the bees, and kill themselves in stinging others.
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It is always good to know, if only in passing, charming human beings. It refreshes one like flowers and woods and clear brooks.
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The strongest principle of growth lies in the human choice.
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We are led on, like little children, by a way we know not.
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We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.
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What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?
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The darkest night that ever fell upon the earth never hid the light, never put out the stars. It only made the stars more keenly, kindly glancing, as if in protest against the darkness.
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It is pleasant to have a kind word now and then when one is not near enough to have a kind glance or a hearty shake by the hand.
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The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.
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She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.
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