It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.
GEORGE ELIOTI don’t want the world to give me anything for my books except money enough to save me from the temptation to write only for money.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Conscience is harder than our enemies, Knows more, accuses with more nicety.
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Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.
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The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
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The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.
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It is surely better to pardon too much, than to condemn too much.
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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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I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.
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If 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.
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“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.
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The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by perfect men.
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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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Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
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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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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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These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.
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