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George Eliot Quotes - Page 35

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After all, people may really have in them some vocation which is not quite plain to themselves, may they not? They may seem idle and weak because they are growing. We should be very patient with each other, I think.

After all, people may really have in them some vocation which is not quite plain to themselves, may they not? They may seem idle and weak because they are growing. We should be very patient with each other, I think.

Thinking, People, Growing

George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.356, Wordsworth Editions

It is better - it shall be better with me because I have known you.

Known

George Eliot (2011). “Daniel Deronda (丹尼爾的半生緣)”, p.2017, Hyweb Technology Co. Ltd.

To have in general but little feeling, seems to be the only security against feeling too much on any particular occasion.

Feelings, Feeling Lost, Littles

George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.52, Penguin

Mortals are easily tempted to pinch the life out of their neighbour's buzzing glory, and think that such killing is no murder.

Thinking, Literature, Murder

George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.143, Penguin

For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love.

Love, Heart, Caring

George Eliot (2016). “Daniel Deronda: Top Novelist Focus”, p.690, 谷月社

Harold, like the rest of us, had many impressions which saved him the trouble of distinct ideas.

Ideas, Literature, Trouble

George Eliot (1871). “Felix Holt, the Radical”, p.502

Hobbies are apt to run away with us, you know; it doesn't do to be run away with. We must keep the reins.

Running, Hobbies, Literature

George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.632, Wordsworth Editions

Hostesses who entertain much must make up their parties as ministers make up their cabinets, on grounds other than personal liking.

Party, Literature, Cabinets

George Eliot (2016). “Daniel Deronda: Top Novelist Focus”, p.35, 谷月社

In spite of his practical ability, some of his experience had petrified into maxims and quotations.

Literature, Individualism, Spite

George Eliot (2016). “Complete Works Of George Eliot”, p.3874, ShandonPress

It is a common enough case, that of a man being suddenly captivated by a woman nearly the opposite of his ideal.

Women, Memorable, Opposites

George Eliot (2016). “Impressions of Theophrastus Such: Top Novelist Focus”, p.54, 谷月社

A woman's heart must be of such a size and no larger, else it must be pressed small, like Chinese feet; her happiness is to be made as cakes are, by a fixed recipe.

Happiness, Women, Heart

I've had my say out, and I shall be the' easier for't all my life. There's no pleasure i' living, if you're to be corked up forever, and only dribble your mind out by the sly, like a leaky barrel.

Forever, Mind, Opinion

George Eliot (2016). “George Eliot Collection: Middlemarch, Adam Bede, Silas Marner, The Lifted Veil, and The Mill on the Floss”, p.329, Xist Publishing

When we are suddenly released from an acute absorbing bodily pain, our heart and senses leap out in new freedom; we think even the noise of streets harmonious, and are ready to hug the tradesman who is wrapping up our change.

Pain, Heart, Thinking

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.3803, Delphi Classics

There is no human being who having both passions and thoughts does not think in consequences of his passions--does not find images rising in his mind which soothe the passion with hope or sting it with dread.

Passion, Thinking, Mind

George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.310, Penguin

Let thy chief terror be of thine own soul: There, 'mid the throng of hurrying desires That trample o'er the dead to seize their spoil, Lurks vengeance, footless, irresistible As exhaltations laden with slow death, And o'er the fairest troop of captured joys Breathes pallid pestilence.

Joy, Soul, Desire

George Eliot (1876). “Daniel Deronda0: Collection of British and American Authors”, p.2

Perhaps there is no time in a summer's day more cheering, than when the warmth of the sun is just beginning to triumph over the freshness of the morning--when there is just a lingering hint of early coolness to keep off languor under the delicious influence of warmth.

Summer, Morning, Cheer

George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.149, Wordsworth Editions

Surely, surely the only one true knowledge of our fellow man is that which enables us to feel with him--which gives us a fine ear for the heart-pulses that are beating under the mere clothes of circumstance and opinion.

Sympathy, Heart, Men

George Eliot (1860). “Scenes of Clerical Life”, p.250

Thought Has joys apart, even in blackest woe, And seizing some fine thread of verity Knows momentary godhead.

Joy, Woe, Fine

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.6138, Delphi Classics

Sweet Truth is a queen proud and mighty-- Her throne is in heaven above.

Sweet, Queens, Truth

There comes a terrible moment to many souls when the great movements of the world, the larger destinies of mankind, which have lain aloof in newspapers and other neglected reading, enter like an earthquake into their own lives--when the slow urgency of growing generations turns into the tread of an invading army or the dire clash of civil war, and grey fathers know nothing to seek for but the corpses of their blooming sons, and girls forget all vanity to make lint and bandages which may serve for the shattered limbs of their betrothed husbands.

Girl, Husband, War

George Eliot (2009). “Daniel Deronda”, p.689, Oxford Paperbacks

A foreman, if he's got a conscience, and delights in his work, will do his business as well as if he was a partner. I wouldn't give a penny for a man as 'ud drive a nail in slack because he didn't get extra pay for it.

Work, Men, Giving

George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.121, Wordsworth Editions

Are there many situations more sublimely tragic than the struggle of the soul with the demand to renounce a work which has been all the significance of its life--a significance which is to vanish as the waters which come and go where no man has need of them?

Work, Struggle, Men

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.2423, Delphi Classics

An ingenious web of probabilities is the surest screen a wise man can place between himself and the truth.

Wise, Men, Probability

George Eliot (1873). “Wise, Witty, and Tender Sayings in Prose and Verse: Selected from the Works of George Eliot”, p.50

O the anguish of that thought that we can never atone to our dead for the stinted affection we gave them, for the light answers we returned to their plaints or their pleadings, for the little reverence we showed to that sacred human soul that lived so close to us, and was the divinest thing God had given us to know!

Light, Soul, Answers

George Eliot (1858). “Scenes of Clerical Life”, p.141

Deeds are the pulse of Time, his beating life, And righteous or unrighteous, being done, Must throb in after-throbs till Time itself Be laid in stillness, and the universe Quiver and breathe upon no mirror more.

Mirrors, Pulse, Done

George Eliot (2016). “Daniel Deronda”, p.792, George Eliot

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