Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.
GEORGE ELIOTBut what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
More George Eliot Quotes
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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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The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.
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Those who trust us educate us.
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Animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
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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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Joy and sorrow are both my perpetual companions, but the joy is called Past and the sorrow Present.
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I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
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It is a common sentence that knowledge is power; but who hath duly considered or set forth the power of ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what ignorance in an hour pulls down.
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Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
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It is painful to be told that anything is very fine and not be able to feel that it is fine–something like being blind, while people talk of the sky.
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Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
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No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.
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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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… it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.
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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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