It is painful to be told that anything is very fine and not be able to feel that it is fine–something like being blind, while people talk of the sky.
GEORGE ELIOTHuman 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.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.
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We want people to feel with us more than to act for us.
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I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!
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An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.
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There are many victories worse than a defeat.
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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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Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down.
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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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The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by perfect men.
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It is never too late to become the person you always thought you could be.
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The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.
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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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To have suffered much is like knowing many languages. Thou hast learned to understand all.
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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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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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