George Eliot Quotes - Page 19
A man deep-wounded may feel too much pain To feel much anger.
Beauty is part of the finished language by which goodness speaks.
Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow.
Mysterious haunts of echoes old and far, The voice divine of human loyalty.
You must learn to deal with the odd and even in life, as well as in figures.
I cherish my childish loves--the memory of that warm little nest where my affections were fledged.
We get a deal o' useless things about us, only because we've got the money to spend.
It is always chilling, in friendly intercourse, to say you have no opinion to give.
A common fallacy: to imagine a measure will be easy because we have private motives for desiring it.
The wit of a family is usually best received among strangers.
I love words; they are the quoits, the bows, the staves that furnish the gymnasium of the mind.