Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
GEORGE ELIOTAfter all, the true seeing is within.
More George Eliot Quotes
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The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by perfect men.
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People are so ridiculous with their illusions, carrying their fool’s caps unawares, thinking their own lies opaque while everybody else’s are transparent, making themselves exceptions to everything, as if when all the world looked yellow under a lamp they alone are rosy.
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Of new acquaintances one can never be sure because one likes them one day that it will be so the next. Of old friends one is sure that it will be the same yesterday, today, and forever.
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When 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.
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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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In travelling I shape myself betimes to idleness And take fools’ pleasure
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It’s no use filling your pocket with money if you have got a hole in the corner.
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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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The best travel is that which one can take by one’s own fireside. In memory or imagination.
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Blessed is the man, who having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
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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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there are two ways of speaking an audience will always like: one is, to tell them what they don’t understand; and the other is, to tell them what they’re used to.
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Adventure is not outside man; it is within.
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“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.
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The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.
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