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.
GEORGE ELIOTI love not to be choked with other men’s thoughts.
More George Eliot Quotes
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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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Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.
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Adventure is not outside man; it is within.
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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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To have suffered much is like knowing many languages. Thou hast learned to understand all.
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It is pleasant to have a kind word now and then when one is not near enough to have a kind glance or a hearty shake by the hand.
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One must be poor to know the luxury of giving!
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There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have not yet known what it is to have suffered and be healed, to have despaired and have recovered hope.
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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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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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Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
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I 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.
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Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.
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To manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath.
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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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