It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.
GEORGE ELIOTWe 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.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.
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There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope.
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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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There is a great deal of unmapped country within us which would have to be taken into account in an explanation of our gusts and storms.
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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.
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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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A patronizing disposition always has its meaner side.
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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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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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The responsibility of tolerance lies with those who have the wider vision.
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There is a great deal of unmapped country within us.
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Do we not all agree to call rapid thought and noble impulse by the name of inspiration?
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What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?
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“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.
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There is no killing the suspicion that deceit has once begotten.
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