Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.
GEORGE ELIOTThose who trust us educate us.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Life seems to go on without effort when I am filled with music.
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Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
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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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Souls live on in perpetual echoes.
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“Heaven help us,” said the old religion; the new one, from its very lack of that faith, will teach us all the more to help one another.
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Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarreled. If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?
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An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.
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Life is too precious to be spent in this weaving and unweaving of false impressions, and it is better to live quietly under some degree of misrepresentation than to attempt to remove it by the uncertain process of letter-writing.
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The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.
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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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There is no killing the suspicion that deceit has once begotten.
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A patronizing disposition always has its meaner side.
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What destroys us most effectively is not a malign fate but our own capacity for self-deception and for degrading our own best self.
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Death is the king of this world: ‘Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.
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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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