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.
GEORGE ELIOTIf 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.
GEORGE ELIOTA good horse makes short miles.
GEORGE ELIOTThose who trust us educate us.
GEORGE ELIOTBlessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
GEORGE ELIOTWe are led on, like little children, by a way we know not.
GEORGE ELIOTSouls live on in perpetual echoes.
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.
GEORGE ELIOTLife 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.
GEORGE ELIOTWhen God makes His presence felt through us, we are like the burning bush: Moses never took any heed what sort of bush it was—he only saw the brightness of the Lord.
GEORGE ELIOTJustice is like the kingdom of God–it is not without us as a fact, it is within us as a great yearning.
GEORGE ELIOTI don’t want the world to give me anything for my books except money enough to save me from the temptation to write only for money.
GEORGE ELIOTFriendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.
GEORGE ELIOTI desire no future that will break the ties of the past.
GEORGE ELIOT“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.
GEORGE ELIOTWe could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it.
GEORGE ELIOTI flutter all ways, and fly in none.
GEORGE ELIOT