George Eliot Quotes
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We all remember epochs in our experience when some dear expectation dies, or some new motive is born.
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There is no feeling, perhaps, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music,--that does not make a man sing or play the better.
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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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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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Joy and sorrow are both my perpetual companions, but the joy is called Past and the sorrow Present.
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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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When a homemaking aunt scolds a niece for following her evangelistic passion instead of domestic pursuits, her reply is interesting. First, she clarifies that God's individual call on her doesn't condemn those in more conventional roles. Then, she says she can no more ignore the cry of the lost than her aunt can the cry of her child.
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Explain! Tell a man to explain how he dropped into hell! Explain my preference! I never had a PREFERENCE for her, any more than I have a preference for breathing. No other woman exists by the side of her. I would rather touch her hand if it were dead, than I would touch any other woman's living.
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A man vows, and yet will not east away the means of breaking his vow. Is it that he distinctly means to break it? Not at all; but the desires which tend to break it are at work in him dimly, and make their way into his imagination, and relax his muscles in the very moments when he is telling himself over again the reasons for his vow.
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Loquacity with tongue or pen is its own reward -- or, punishment.
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My books don't seem to belong to me after I have once written them; and I find myself delivering opinions about them as if I had nothing to do with them.
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What courage and patience are wanted for every life that aims to produce anything!
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All things journey: sun and moon, Morning, noon, and afternoon, Night and all her stars; 'Twixt the east and western bars Round they journey, Come and go! We go with them!
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Hatred is like fire, it makes even light rubbish deadly.
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The sweetest of all success is that which one wins by hard exertion.
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A good horse makes short miles.
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There 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.
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When one wanted one's interests looking after whatever the cost, it was not so well for a lawyer to be over honest, else he might not be up to other people's tricks.
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A bachelor's children are always young: they're immortal children - always lisping, waddling, helpless, and with a chance of turning out good.
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After all, the true seeing is within.
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There are new eras in one's life that are equivalent to youth-are something better than youth.
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A prig is a fellow who is always making you a present of his opinions.
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Errors look so very ugly in persons of small means -one feels they are taking quite a liberty in going astray; whereas people of fortune may naturally indulge in a few delinquencies.