If the past is not to bind us, where can duty lie? We should have no law but the inclination of the moment.
GEORGE ELIOTIf we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel’s heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Joy and sorrow are both my perpetual companions, but the joy is called Past and the sorrow Present.
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Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.
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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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I flutter all ways, and fly in none.
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Impatient people, according to Bacon, are like the bees, and kill themselves in stinging others.
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What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined – to strengthen each other – to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.
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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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The responsibility of tolerance lies with those who have the wider vision.
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Those who trust us educate us.
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To manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath.
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It is always good to know, if only in passing, charming human beings. It refreshes one like flowers and woods and clear brooks.
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It is pleasant to have a kind word now and then when one is not near enough to have a kind glance or a hearty shake by the hand.
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Trouble’s made us kin.
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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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There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.
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