A friend is one to whom one may pour out the contents of one’s heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that gentle hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
GEORGE ELIOTNo man can be wise on an empty stomach.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Genius … is necessarily intolerant of fetters.
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Justice is like the kingdom of God–it is not without us as a fact, it is within us as a great yearning.
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It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.
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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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In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools’ pleasure
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Trouble’s made us kin.
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I like breakfast-time better than any other moment in the day. No dust has settled on one’s mind then, and it presents a clear mirror to the rays of things.
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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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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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There is a great deal of unmapped country within us.
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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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It’s no use filling your pocket with money if you have got a hole in the corner.
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Character is not cut in marble – it is not something solid and unalterable. It is something living and changing, and may become diseased as our bodies do.
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The darkest night that ever fell upon the earth never hid the light, never put out the stars. It only made the stars more keenly, kindly glancing, as if in protest against the darkness.
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No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.
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