These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.
GEORGE ELIOTWhat are a handful of reasonable men against a crowd with stones in their hands?
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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Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles.
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The right to rebellion is the right to seek a higher rule, and not to wander in mere lawlessness.
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What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.
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What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?
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Human feeling is like the mighty rivers that bless the earth: it does not wait for beauty – it flows with resistless force and brings beauty with it.
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We want people to feel with us more than to act for us.
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Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.
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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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If 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.
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It is hard to believe long together that anything is “worth while,” unless there is some eye to kindle in common with our own, some brief word uttered now and then to imply that what is infinitely precious to us is precious alike to another mind.
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I think I dislike what I don’t like more than I like what I like.
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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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It is never too late to become the person you always thought you could be.
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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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