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.
GEORGE ELIOTTo manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Your trouble’s easy borne when everybody gives it a lift for you.
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Joy and sorrow are both my perpetual companions, but the joy is called Past and the sorrow Present.
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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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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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These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.
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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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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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Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.
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Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.
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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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Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.
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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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I desire no future that will break the ties of the past.
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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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