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George Eliot Quotes - Page 37

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The select natures who pant after the ideal, and find nothing in pantaloons or petticoats great enough to command their reverence and love, are curiously in unison with the narrowest and pettiest.

The select natures who pant after the ideal, and find nothing in pantaloons or petticoats great enough to command their reverence and love, are curiously in unison with the narrowest and pettiest.

And Love, Enough, Select

George Eliot (2006). “Adam Bede Volume Ii EasyRead Large Editi”, p.21, ReadHowYouWant.com

...Though there's reasons in things as nobody knows on---- that's pretty much what I've made out; yet some folks are so wise they'll find you fifty reasons straight off, and all the while the real reason's winking at 'em in the corner, and they niver see't.

Wise, Real, Ems

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.993, Delphi Classics

In Rome it seems as if there were so many things which are more wanted in the world than pictures.

Rome, World, Wanted

George Eliot (2016). “Middlemarch: Top Novelist Focus”, p.183, 谷月社

... it is seldom a medical man has true religious views--there is too much pride of intellect.

Religious, Pride, Men

Middlemarch Ch. 21

When I married Humphrey I made up my mind to like sermons, and I set out by liking the end very much. That soon spread to the middle and the beginning, because I couldn't have the end without them.

Marriage, Mind, Religion

George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.218, Penguin

Does any one suppose that private prayer is necessarily candid--necessarily goes to the roots of action! Private prayer is inaudible speech, and speech is representative: who can represent himself just as he is, even in his own reflections?

Prayer, Reflection, Roots

George Eliot (2004). “Middlemarch: A Study of Provincial Life”, p.552, Broadview Press

Our sense of duty must often wait for some work which shall take the place of dilettanteism [sic] and make us feel that the quality of our action is not a matter of indifference.

Commitment, Waiting, Quality

What people do who go into politics I can't think; it drives me almost mad to see mismanagement over only a few hundred acres.

Thinking, People, Mad

George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.643, Wordsworth Editions

Expenditure--like ugliness and errors--becomes a totally new thing when we attach our own personality to it, and measure it by that wide difference which is manifest (in our own sensations) between ourselves and others.

Money, Errors, Differences

George Eliot (2016). “Middlemarch: Top Novelist Focus”, p.512, 谷月社

... the true seeing is within; and painting stares at you with an insistent imperfection.

Imperfection, Painting, Insight

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.2220, Delphi Classics

I don't feel sure about doing good in any way now; everything seems like going on a mission to a people whose language I don't know.

People, Way, Charity

George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.417, Wordsworth Editions

... we all know the wag's definition of a philanthropist: a man whose charity increases directly as the square of the distance.

Distance, Men, Squares

George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.255, Penguin

... indefinite visions of ambition are weak against the ease of doing what is habitual or beguilingly agreeable.

Ambition, Vision, Ease

George Eliot (2006). “Middlemarch: Easyread Edition”, p.402, ReadHowYouWant.com

... the majority of us scarcely see more distinctly the faultiness of our own conduct than the faultiness of our own arguments, orthe dulness [sic] of our own jokes.

Majority, Argument, Jokes

... goodness is of a modest nature, easily discouraged, and when much elbowed in early life by unabashed vices, is apt to retire into extreme privacy, so that it is more easily believed in by those who construct a selfish old gentleman theoretically, than by those who form the narrower judgments based on his personal acquaintance.

Selfish, Gentleman, Vices

George Eliot (1873). “Middlemarch: A Study of Provincial Life. By George Eliot ....”, p.354

... we are most of us brought up in the notion that the highest motive for not doing a wrong is something irrespective of the beings who would suffer the wrong.

Suffering, Morality, Motive

George Eliot (2005). “Four Novels of George Eliot”, p.538, Wordsworth Editions

Scepticismcan never be thoroughly applied, else life would come to a standstill.

Skepticism, Standstill

Solomon's Proverbs, I think, have omitted to say, that as the sore palate findeth grit, so an uneasy consciousness heareth innuendos.

Thinking, Guilt, Grit

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

... in no part of the world is genteel visiting founded on esteem, in the absence of suitable furniture and complete dinner-service.

Furniture, World, Dinner

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.2255, Delphi Classics

Fine art, poetry, that kind of thing, elevates a nation.

Art, Kind, Fine

George Eliot (1873). “Middlemarch: A Study of Provincial Life. By George Eliot ....”, p.426

... there is a lightness about the feminine mind--a touch and go--music, the fine arts, that kind of thing--they should study those up to a certain point, women should; but in a light way, you know.

Art, Light, Mind

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

How should all the apparatus of heaven and earth make poetry for a mind that had no movements of awe and tenderness, no sense of fellowship which thrills from the near to the distant, and back again from the distant to the near?

Heaven, Mind, Earth

George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.2966, Delphi Classics

When one is grateful for something too good for common thanks, writing is less unsatisfactory than speech-one does not, at least, hear how inadequate the words are.

Grateful, Writing, Speech

George Eliot (1873). “Wit and Wisdom of George Eliot”, p.247

We are apt to think it the finest era of the world when America was beginning to be discovered, when a bold sailor, even if he were wrecked, might alight on a new kingdom.

Thinking, America, Might

George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.106, Penguin

I used to come from the village with all that dirt and coarse ugliness like a pain within me, and the simpering pictures in the drawing-room seemed to me like a wicked attempt to find delight in what is false, while we don't mind how hard the truth is for the neighbors outside our walls. I think we have no right to come forward and urge wider changes for good, until we have tried to alter the evils which lie under our own hands.

Wall, Pain, Lying

George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.259, Penguin

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