An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.
GEORGE ELIOTHer little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.
More George Eliot Quotes
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There is hardly any contact more depressing to a young ardent creature than that of a mind in which years full of knowledge seem to have issued in a blank absence of interest or sympathy.
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But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
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What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined – to strengthen each other – to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.
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I flutter all ways, and fly in none.
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Animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
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It is always good to know, if only in passing, charming human beings. It refreshes one like flowers and woods and clear brooks.
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In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past-sensations which assert themselves against tyrannous memories.
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“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.
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We are led on, like little children, by a way we know not.
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I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
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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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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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If the past is not to bind us, where can duty lie? We should have no law but the inclination of the moment.
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Decide on what you think is right, and stick to it.
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