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.
GEORGE ELIOTWhen God makes His presence felt through us, we are like the burning bush: Moses never took any heed what sort of bush it was—he only saw the brightness of the Lord.
More George Eliot Quotes
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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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After all, the true seeing is within.
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No man can be wise on an empty stomach.
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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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In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools’ pleasure
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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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Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.
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Those who trust us educate us.
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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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I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same mind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
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Any coward can fight a battle when he’s sure of winning; but give me the man who has the pluck to fight when he’s sure of losing.
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There are many victories worse than a defeat.
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Appearances have very little to do with happiness.
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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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