What a wretched lot of old shrivelled creatures we shall be by-and-by. Never mind – the uglier we get in the eyes of others, the lovelier we shall be to each other; that has always been my firm faith about friendship.
GEORGE ELIOTCharacter is not cut in marble – it is not something solid and unalterable. It is something living and changing, and may become diseased as our bodies do.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles.
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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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Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.
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Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.
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The responsibility of tolerance lies with those who have the wider vision.
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I love not to be choked with other men’s thoughts.
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It is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.
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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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She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.
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The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
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That by desiring what is perfectly good, even when we don’t quite know what it is and cannot do what we would, we are part of the divine power against evil — widening the skirts of light and making the struggle with darkness narrower.
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There is no killing the suspicion that deceit has once begotten.
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When death, the great reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.
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The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by perfect men.
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What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
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