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 ELIOT“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.
More George Eliot Quotes
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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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Your trouble’s easy borne when everybody gives it a lift for you.
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Quarrel? Nonsense; we have not quarreled. If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?
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To manage men one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath.
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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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People who live at a distance are naturally less faulty than those immediately under our own eyes.
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I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!
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In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools’ pleasure
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Trouble’s made us kin.
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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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What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.
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Hold up your head! You were not made for failure, you were made for victory. Go forward with a joyful confidence.
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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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I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.
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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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