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The troublesome ones in a family are usually either the wits or the idiots.
George Eliot -
You youngsters nowadays think you're to begin with living well and working easy; you've no notion of running afoot before you get on horseback.
George Eliot
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While the arm is strong to strike and heave, Let soul and arm give shape that will abide...
George Eliot -
I don't remember ever being see-saw, when I'd made my mind up that a thing was wrong. It takes the taste out o' my mouth for things, when I know I should have a heavy conscience after 'em. I've seen pretty clear, ever since I could cast up a sum, as you can never do what's wrong without breeding sin and trouble more than you can ever see. It's like a bit o' bad workmanship--you never see th' end o' the mischief it'll do. And it's a poor look-out to come into the world to make your fellow creatures worse off instead o' better.
George Eliot -
With thy coming Melody was come. This was thy lot, to feel, create, bestow, And that immeasurable life to know From which the fleshly self falls shrivelled, dead, A seed primeval that has forests bred.
George Eliot -
There's folks 'ud hold a sieve under the pump and expect to carry away the water.
George Eliot -
Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.
George Eliot -
A girl of eighteen imagines the feelings behind the face that has moved her with its sympathetic youth as easily as primitive people imagined the humors of the gods in fair weather. What is she to believe in if not in this vision woven from within?
George Eliot
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It is as useless to fight against the interpretations of ignorance as to whip the fog.
George Eliot -
All passion becomes strength when it has an outlet.
George Eliot -
Strange, that some of us, with quick alternate vision, see beyond our infatuations, and even while we rave on the heights, behold the wide plain where our persistent self pauses and awaits us.
George Eliot -
I have no courage to write much unless I am written to. I soon begin to think that there are plenty of other correspondents more interesting - so if you all want to hear from me you know the conditions.
George Eliot -
Fate has carried me 'Mid the thick arrows: I will keep my stand Not shrink and let the shaft pass by my breast To pierce another.
George Eliot -
All things except reason and order are possible with a mob.
George Eliot
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A medical man likes to make psychological observations, and sometimes in the pursuit of such studies is too easily tempted into momentous prophecy which life and death easily set at nought.
George Eliot -
It is doubtful whether our soldiers would be maintained if there were not pacific people at home who like to fancy themselves soldiers. War, like other dramatic spectacles, might possibly cease for want of a 'public.'
George Eliot -
But very little achievement is required in order to pity another man's shortcomings.
George Eliot -
Many an irritating fault, many an unlovely oddity, has come of a hard sorrow.
George Eliot -
No eye saw him, while with loving pride Each voice with each in praise of Jubal vied. Must he in conscious trance, dumb, helpless lie While all that ardent kindred passed him by? His flesh cried out to live with living men, And join that soul which to the inward ken Of all the hymning train was present there.
George Eliot -
Mighty is the force of motherhood! It transforms all things by its vital heat.
George Eliot
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I at least have so much to do in unraveling certain human lots, and seeing how they were woven and interwoven, that all the light I can command must be concentrated on this particular web, and not dispersed over that tempting range of relevancies called the universe.
George Eliot -
Until every good man is brave, we must expect to find many good women timid--too timid even to believe in the correctness of their own best promptings, when these would place them in a minority.
George Eliot -
A difference of taste in jokes is a great strain on the affections.
George Eliot -
Surely it is not true blessedness to be free of sorrow while there is sorrow and sin in the world. Sorrow is a part of love and love does not seek to throw it off.
George Eliot