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.
GEORGE ELIOTNo story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.
More George Eliot Quotes
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One must be poor to know the luxury of giving!
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I like breakfast-time better than any other moment in the day. No dust has settled on one’s mind then, and it presents a clear mirror to the rays of things.
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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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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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Animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
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Religious ideas have the fate of melodies, which, once set afloat in the world, are taken up by all sorts of instruments, some of them woefully coarse, feeble, or out of tune, until people are in danger of crying out that the melody itself is detestable.
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We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it.
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Enveloped in a common mist, we seem to walk in clearness ourselves, and behold only the mist that enshrouds others.
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What destroys us most effectively is not a malign fate but our own capacity for self-deception and for degrading our own best self.
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The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.
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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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Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.
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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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Genius … is necessarily intolerant of fetters.
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Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
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