It’s never too late to be who you were meant to be.
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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But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
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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’s no use filling your pocket with money if you have got a hole in the corner.
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Impatient people, according to Bacon, are like the bees, and kill themselves in stinging others.
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Hold up your head! You were not made for failure, you were made for victory. Go forward with a joyful confidence.
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There is no killing the suspicion that deceit has once begotten.
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Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.
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Genius … is necessarily intolerant of fetters.
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There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope.
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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
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There is only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.
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A good horse makes short miles.
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Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
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It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.
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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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