The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.
GEORGE ELIOTIf you deliver an opinion at all, it is mere stupidity not to do it with an air of conviction and well-founded knowledge. You make it your own in uttering it, and naturally get fond of it.
More George Eliot Quotes
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A patronizing disposition always has its meaner side.
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When death, the great reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.
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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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We want people to feel with us more than to act for us.
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We are led on, like little children, by a way we know not.
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It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.
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It is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.
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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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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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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.
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Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles.
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Consequences are unpitying.
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To manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath.
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I flutter all ways, and fly in none.
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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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