Enveloped in a common mist, we seem to walk in clearness ourselves, and behold only the mist that enshrouds others.
GEORGE ELIOTWe are led on, like little children, by a way we know not.
More George Eliot Quotes
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I flutter all ways, and fly in none.
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Adventure is not outside man; it is within.
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To have suffered much is like knowing many languages. Thou hast learned to understand all.
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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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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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Impatient people, according to Bacon, are like the bees, and kill themselves in stinging others.
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Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.
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It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.
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There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.
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Souls live on in perpetual echoes.
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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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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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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.
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The strongest principle of growth lies in the human choice.
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Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? I know no speck so troublesome as self.
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