Enveloped in a common mist, we seem to walk in clearness ourselves, and behold only the mist that enshrouds others.
GEORGE ELIOTThere is hardly any contact more depressing to a young ardent creature than that of a mind in which years full of knowledge seem to have issued in a blank absence of interest or sympathy.
More George Eliot Quotes
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Marriage must be a relation either of sympathy or of conquest.
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Death is the king of this world: ‘Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.
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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.
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To have suffered much is like knowing many languages. Thou hast learned to understand all.
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Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
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Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down.
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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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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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All meanings, we know, depend on the key of interpretation.
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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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I desire no future that will break the ties of the past.
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It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.
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A friend is one to whom one may pour out the contents of one’s heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that gentle hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
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Veracity is a plant of paradise, and the seeds have never flourished beyond the walls.
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Your trouble’s easy borne when everybody gives it a lift for you.
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