It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.
GEORGE ELIOTWe must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.
More George Eliot Quotes
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There is hardly any contact more depressing to a young ardent creature than that of a mind in which years full of knowledge seem to have issued in a blank absence of interest or sympathy.
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Conscientious people are apt to see their duty in that which is the most painful course.
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I desire no future that will break the ties of the past.
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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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The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
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There are many victories worse than a defeat.
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A patronizing disposition always has its meaner side.
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Of new acquaintances one can never be sure because one likes them one day that it will be so the next. Of old friends one is sure that it will be the same yesterday, today, and forever.
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Impatient people, according to Bacon, are like the bees, and kill themselves in stinging others.
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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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No man can be wise on an empty stomach.
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To have suffered much is like knowing many languages. Thou hast learned to understand all.
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“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.
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It’s no use filling your pocket with money if you have got a hole in the corner.
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People are so ridiculous with their illusions, carrying their fool’s caps unawares, thinking their own lies opaque while everybody else’s are transparent, making themselves exceptions to everything, as if when all the world looked yellow under a lamp they alone are rosy.
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