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It is painful to be told that anything is very fine and not be able to feel that it is fine–something like being blind, while people talk of the sky.

George Eliot

I flutter all ways, and fly in none.
GEORGE ELIOT

Fly Futter None Way
It is painful to be told that anything is very fine and not be able to feel that it is fine–something like being blind, while people talk of the sky.
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Able Being Blind Feel Fine Painful People Sky Something Talk Thing Told
I don’t want the world to give me anything for my books except money enough to save me from the temptation to write only for money.
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Anything Book Enough Money Temptation Want World
It is hard to believe long together that anything is “worth while,” unless there is some eye to kindle in common with our own, some brief word uttered now and then to imply that what is infinitely precious to us is precious alike to another mind.
GEORGE ELIOT

Anything Believe Common Eye Hard Kindle Long Own Some Together Worth
Religious ideas have the fate of melodies, which, once set afloat in the world, are taken up by all sorts of instruments, some of them woefully coarse, feeble, or out of tune, until people are in danger of crying out that the melody itself is detestable.
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Afford Fate Instruments Melodies Once Religious Set Some Sort Taken Up Woefully
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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Better Degree False Impression Life Live Precious Quitely Some Spend Under Unweaving Wear
One has to spend many years in learning how to be happy.
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Happy Learn Many One Spend Year
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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Beyond Enough Grave Large Like Love Only Realism Silence
Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarreled. If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?
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Being Friend Get Good Into Nonsense Quarrel Rage Sometimes
The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
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Finest Language Made Mostly Simple Unimpse Word
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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Also Like Love Mind Same Sure Told
It is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.
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Mind Narrow Point Subject Various View
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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Delight Divide Idea Journey Life New One Seem Suggest Two Unspeakable
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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City Country Funeral Hemisphere History Image Move Past Procession Seem Strange Visible
We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.
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Been Come Duty Find Have Make Must Out
After all, the true seeing is within.
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After Seeing True Withing

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