Examining the world in order to find consolation is very much like looking carefully over the pages of a great book in order to find our own name . … Whether we find what we want or not, our preoccupation has hindered us from a true knowledge of the contents.
GEORGE ELIOTI like breakfast-time better than any other moment in the day. No dust has settled on one’s mind then, and it presents a clear mirror to the rays of things.
More George Eliot Quotes
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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 is surely better to pardon too much, than to condemn too much.
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To manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath.
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There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope.
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There are many victories worse than a defeat.
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Love has a way of cheating itself consciously, like a child who plays at solitary hide-and-seek; it is pleased with assurances that it all the while disbelieves.
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When death, the great reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.
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I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
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Trouble’s made us kin.
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In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools’ pleasure
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Any coward can fight a battle when he’s sure of winning; but give me the man who has the pluck to fight when he’s sure of losing.
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Do we not all agree to call rapid thought and noble impulse by the name of inspiration?
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When God makes His presence felt through us, we are like the burning bush: Moses never took any heed what sort of bush it was—he only saw the brightness of the Lord.
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Rome – the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar.
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It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.
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