Animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
GEORGE ELIOTLove 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.
More George Eliot Quotes
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We are contented with our day when we have been able to bear our grief in silence, and act as if we were not suffering.
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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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Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.
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Human feeling is like the mighty rivers that bless the earth: it does not wait for beauty – it flows with resistless force and brings beauty with it.
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The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
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These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.
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She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.
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One must be poor to know the luxury of giving!
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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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To have suffered much is like knowing many languages. Thou hast learned to understand all.
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Your trouble’s easy borne when everybody gives it a lift for you.
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In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past-sensations which assert themselves against tyrannous memories.
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Blessed is the man, who having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
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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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What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
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