We want people to feel with us more than to act for us.
GEORGE ELIOTOne can say everything best over a meal.
More George Eliot Quotes
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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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People who live at a distance are naturally less faulty than those immediately under our own eyes.
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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.
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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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Character 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.
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The strongest principle of growth lies in the human choice.
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Love has a way of cheating itself consciously, like a child who plays at solitary hide-and-seek; it is pleased with assurances that it all the while disbelieves.
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The darkest night that ever fell upon the earth never hid the light, never put out the stars. It only made the stars more keenly, kindly glancing, as if in protest against the darkness.
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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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Your trouble’s easy borne when everybody gives it a lift for you.
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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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The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by perfect men.
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To manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath.
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Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.
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Death is the king of this world: ‘Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.
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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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Enveloped in a common mist, we seem to walk in clearness ourselves, and behold only the mist that enshrouds others.
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All meanings, we know, depend on the key of interpretation.
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I think I dislike what I don’t like more than I like what I like.
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Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.
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I love not to be choked with other men’s thoughts.
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These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.
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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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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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Genius … is necessarily intolerant of fetters.
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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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