In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past-sensations which assert themselves against tyrannous memories.
GEORGE ELIOTWe must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.
More George Eliot Quotes
-
-
What sunshine is to flowers, smiles are to humanity.
GEORGE ELIOT -
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.
GEORGE ELIOT -
People who live at a distance are naturally less faulty than those immediately under our own eyes.
GEORGE ELIOT -
Blessed is the man, who having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
GEORGE ELIOT -
The darkest night that ever fell upon the earth never hid the light, never put out the stars. It only made the stars more keenly, kindly glancing, as if in protest against the darkness.
GEORGE ELIOT -
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.
GEORGE ELIOT -
Those who trust us educate us.
GEORGE ELIOT -
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.
GEORGE ELIOT -
It is never too late to become the person you always thought you could be.
GEORGE ELIOT -
These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.
GEORGE ELIOT -
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 ELIOT -
What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.
GEORGE ELIOT -
I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.
GEORGE ELIOT -
I desire no future that will break the ties of the past.
GEORGE ELIOT -
It is always good to know, if only in passing, charming human beings. It refreshes one like flowers and woods and clear brooks.
GEORGE ELIOT