George Eliot Quotes - Page 16
Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.
How unspeakably the lengthening of memories in common endears our old friends!
There's folks as make bad butter and trusten to the salt t' hide it.
Our impartiality is kept for abstract merit and demerit, which none of us ever saw.
It is in the nature of foolish reasonings to seem good to the foolish reasoner.
There is a mercy which is weakness, and even treason against the common good.
It is a wonderful subduer-this need of love, this hunger of the heart.
There's folks 'ud hold a sieve under the pump and expect to carry away the water.
There's good chances and bad chances, and nobody's luck is pulled only by one string.
That golden sky, which was the doubly blessed symbol of advancing day and of approaching rest.
Destiny stands by sarcastic with our dramatis personae folded in her hand.