I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
GEORGE ELIOTAn ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.
More George Eliot Quotes
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To have suffered much is like knowing many languages. Thou hast learned to understand all.
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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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Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.
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The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
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That by desiring what is perfectly good, even when we don’t quite know what it is and cannot do what we would, we are part of the divine power against evil — widening the skirts of light and making the struggle with darkness narrower.
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Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
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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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The strongest principle of growth lies in the human choice.
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Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.
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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 only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.
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These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.
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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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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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