George Eliot Quotes

Be courteous, be obliging, but don't give yourself over to be melted down for the benefit of the tallow trade.

Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.

Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.

I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.

I'm proof against that word failure. I've seen behind it. The only failure a man ought to fear is failure of cleaving to the purpose he sees to be best.

Ignorance gives one a large range of probabilities.

It's never too late to be who you might have been.

One must be poor to know the luxury of giving.

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.

The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by perfect men.

The reward of one duty is the power to fulfill another.

The strongest principle of growth lies in human choice.

There's folks 'ud stand on their heads and then say the fault was i' their boots.

We are all apt to believe what the world believes about us.

What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined for life?

What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined... to strengthen each other... to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.

Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.

Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.

The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth.

Some people did what their neighbors did so that if any lunatics were at large, one might know and avoid them.

What we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.

Our deeds are like children that are born to us; they live and act apart from our own will. Nay, children may be strangled, but deeds never: they have an indestructible life both in and out of our consciousness.

Every man who is not a monster, mathematician or a mad philosopher, is the slave of some woman or other.

Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.

There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.