It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.
GEORGE ELIOTWe want people to feel with us more than to act for us.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Decide on what you think is right, and stick to it.
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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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Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.
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What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult for each other?
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Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
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We have had an unspeakably delightful journey, one of those journeys which seem to divide one’s life in two, by the new ideas they suggest and the new views of interest they open.
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Do we not all agree to call rapid thought and noble impulse by the name of inspiration?
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There is no killing the suspicion that deceit has once begotten.
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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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Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
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Life is too precious to be spent in this weaving and unweaving of false impressions, and it is better to live quietly under some degree of misrepresentation than to attempt to remove it by the uncertain process of letter-writing.
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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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Conscience is harder than our enemies, Knows more, accuses with more nicety.
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If the past is not to bind us, where can duty lie? We should have no law but the inclination of the moment.
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Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.
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