If the past is not to bind us, where can duty lie? We should have no law but the inclination of the moment.
GEORGE ELIOTThere are many victories worse than a defeat.
More George Eliot Quotes
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I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!
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The best travel is that which one can take by one’s own fireside. In memory or imagination.
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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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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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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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Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.
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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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In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools’ pleasure
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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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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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“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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Souls live on in perpetual echoes.
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Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending.
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I have nothing to tell except travellers’ stories, which are always tiresome, like the description of a play which was very exciting to those who saw it.
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What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.
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