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George Eliot Quotes - Page 33

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There's no disappointment in memory, and one's exaggerations are always on the good side.

There's no disappointment in memory, and one's exaggerations are always on the good side.

Memories, Disappointment, Exaggeration Is

George Eliot (1996). “Daniel Deronda”, p.350, Wordsworth Editions

What furniture can give such finish to a room as a tender woman's face? And is there any harmony of tints that has such stirring of delight as the sweet modulation of her voice?

Sweet, Voice, Giving

George Eliot (1876). “Daniel Deronda”, Dawson Brothers

The moment of finding a fellow-creature is often as full of mingled doubt and exultation, as the moment of finding an idea.

Ideas, Doubt, Moments

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.2958, Delphi Classics

How will you find good? It is not a thing of choice; it is a river that flows from the foot of the Invisible Throne and flows by the path of obedience.

Rivers, Feet, Choices

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.6040, Delphi Classics

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!

Morning, Stars, Night

George Eliot (2016). “Complete Works Of George Eliot”, p.2740, ShandonPress

Under every guilty secret there is hidden a brood of guilty wishes, whose unwholesome infecting life is cherished by the darkness.

Darkness, Secret, Wish

George Eliot (2016). “Romola: Top Novelist Focus”, p.90, 谷月社

Susceptible persons are more affected by a change of tone that by unexpected words.

Tone, Unexpected, Persons

Speech may be barren; but it is ridiculous to suppose that silence is always brooding on a nestful of eggs.

Eggs, Silence, May

There are robberies that leave man or woman forever beggared of peace and joy, yet kept secret by the sufferer.

Men, Joy, Forever

George Eliot (1866). “Felix Holt: The Radical”, p.10

Life is very difficult. It seems right to me sometimes that we should follow our strongest feelings; but then such feelings continually come across the ties that all our former life has made for us,--the ties that have made others dependent on us,--and would cut them in two.

Cutting, Two, Ties

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.6046, Delphi Classics

The devil tempts us not--'tis we tempt him, Reckoning his skill with opportunity.

Opportunity, Skills, Temptation

But certain winds will make men's temper bad.

Men, Wind, Certain

George Eliot (1839). “Theophrastus Such, Jubal and other poems and The Spanish gypsy”, p.303

I hold it a blasphemy to say that a man ought not to fight against authority: there is no great religion and no great freedom that has not done it, in the beginning.

Fighting, Men, Done

George Eliot (1871). “Felix Holt, the Radical”, p.490

It must be sad to outlive aught we love.

Love

GEORGE ELIOT (1868). “THE SPANISH GYPSY”, p.77

Love is such a simple thing when we have only one-and-twenty summers and a sweet girl of seventeen trembles under our glance, as if she were a bud first opening her heart with wondering rapture to the morning. Such young unfurrowed souls roll to meet each other like two velvet peaches that touch softly and are at rest; they mingle as easily as two brooklets that ask for nothing but to entwine themselves and ripple with ever-interlacing curves in the leafiest hiding-places.

Love, Summer, Girl

George Eliot (2016). “Adam Bede: Top Novelist Focus”, p.113, 谷月社

Blessed influence of one true loving human soul on another! Not calculable by algebra, not deducible by logic, but mysterious, effectual, mighty as the hidden process by which the tiny seed is quickened, and bursts forth into tall stem and broad leaf, and glowing tasseled flower.

Love, Flower, Blessed

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.3798, Delphi Classics

We look at the one little woman's face we love, as we look at the face of our mother earth, and see all sorts of answers to our own yearnings.

Love, Mother, Looks

GEORGE ELIOT (1860). “ADAM BEDE”, p.177

Great Love has many attributes, and shrines For varied worshippers, but his force divine Shows most its many-named fulness in the man Whose nature multitudinously mixed-- Each ardent impulse grappling with a thought-- Resists all easy gladness, all content Save mystic rapture, where the questioning soul Flooded with consciousness of good that is Finds life one bounteous answer.

Love, Men, Soul

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.4145, Delphi Classics

Things don't happen because they're bad or good, else all eggs would be addled or none at all, and at the most it is but six to the dozen. There's good chances and bad chances, and nobody's luck is pulled only by one string.

Eggs, Luck, Would Be

George Eliot (1866). “Felix Holt: The Radical”, p.16

The prevarication and white lies which a mind that keeps itself ambitiously pure is as uneasy under as a great artist under the false touches that no eye detects but his own, are worn as lightly as mere trimmings when once the actions have become a lie.

Lying, Eye, Artist

George Eliot (1869). “Silas Marner and Scenes of Clerical Life”, p.73

There are few of us that are not rather ashamed of our sins and follies as we look out on the blessed morning sunlight, which comes to us like a bright-winged angel beckoning us to quit the old path of vanity that stretches its dreary length behind us.

Morning, Blessed, Angel

George Eliot (2016). “Complete Works Of George Eliot”, p.133, ShandonPress

In the love of a brave and faithful man there is always a strain of maternal tenderness; he gives out again those beams of protecting fondness which were shed on him as he lay on his mother's knee.

Mother, Men, Giving

George Eliot (1875). “Silas Marner ; And, Scenes of Clerical Life”, p.224

Though I am not endowed with an ear to seize those earthly harmonies, which to some devout souls have seemed, as it were, the broken echoes of the heavenly choir--I apprehend that there is a law in music, disobedience whereunto would bring us in our singing to the level of shrieking maniacs or howling beasts.

Music, Echoes, Law

George Eliot (1866). “Felix Holt: The Radical”, p.64

Nature has her language, and she is not unveracious; but we don't know all the intricacies of her syntax just yet, and in a hasty reading we may happen to extract the very opposite of her real meaning.

Nature, Real, Reading

George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.113, Wordsworth Editions

News is often dispersed as thoughtlessly and effectively as that pollen which the bees carry off (having no idea how powdery they are) when they are buzzing in search of their particular nectar.

Ideas, News, Bees

George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.393, Penguin

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