George Eliot Quotes
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He had the superficial kindness of a good-humored, self-satisfied nature, that fears no rivalry, and has encountered no contrarieties.
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Opinions: men's thoughts about great subjects. Taste: their thoughts about small ones: dress, behavior, amusements, ornaments.
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As to people saying a few idle words about us, we must not mind that, any more than the old church steeple minds the rooks cawing about it.
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Unhappily the habit of being offensive 'without meaning it' leads usually to a way of making amends which the injured person cannot but regard as a being amiable without meaning it.
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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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Her own misery filled her heart—there was no room in it for other people's sorrow.
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Children demand that their heroes should be freckle less, and easily believe them so: perhaps a first discovery to the contrary is less revolutionary shock to a passionate child than the threatened downfall of habitual beliefs which makes the world seem to totter for us in maturer life.
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The early months of marriage often are times of critical tumult,--whether that of a shrimp pool or of deeper water,--which afterwards subside into cheerful peace.
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Awful Night! Ancestral mystery of mysteries.
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We have all our secret sins; and if we knew ourselves we should not judge each other harshly.
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I tell you there isn't a thing under the sun that needs to be done at all, but what a man can do better than a woman, unless it's bearing children, and they do that in a poor make-shift way; it had better ha been left to the men.
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A good solid bit of work lasts.
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It's all one web, sir. The prosperity of the country is one web.
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It is easier to quell emotion than to incur the consequences of venting it.
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Religion can only change when the emotions which fill it are changed; and the religion of personal fear remains nearly at the level of the savage.
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The vainest woman is never thoroughly conscious of her beauty till she is loved by the man who sets her own passion vibrating in return.
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Death was not to be a leap: it was to be a long descent under thickening shadows.
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Great feelings will often take the aspect of error, and great faith the aspect of illusion.
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I have nothing to tell except travellers' stories, which are always tiresome, like the description of a play which was very exciting to those who saw it.
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Man finds his pathways: at first they were foot-tracks, as those of the beast in the wilderness; now they are swift and invisible: his thought dives through the ocean, and his wishes thread the air: has he found all the pathways yet? What reaches him, stays with him, rules him: he must accept it, not knowing its pathway.
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Much of our waking experience is but a dream in the daylight.
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If a man goes a little too far along a new road, it is usually himself that he harms more than any one else.
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I trust you as holy men trust God; you could do nought that was not pure and loving, though the deed might pierce me unto death.
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... it is because sympathy is but a living again through our own past in a new form, that confession often prompts a response of confession.