Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.
GEORGE ELIOTWill 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.
More George Eliot Quotes
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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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Impatient people, according to Bacon, are like the bees, and kill themselves in stinging others.
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Appearances have very little to do with happiness.
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“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.
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But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
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We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.
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We are contented with our day when we have been able to bear our grief in silence, and act as if we were not suffering.
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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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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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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.
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It’s never too late to be who you were meant to be.
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If you deliver an opinion at all, it is mere stupidity not to do it with an air of conviction and well-founded knowledge. You make it your own in uttering it, and naturally get fond of it.
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I love not to be choked with other men’s thoughts.
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A good horse makes short miles.
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Human feeling is like the mighty rivers that bless the earth: it does not wait for beauty – it flows with resistless force and brings beauty with it.
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