Maxioms by George Eliot
Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.
Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.
There are some cases. . . in which the sense of injury breeds --not the will to inflict injuries and read more
There are some cases. . . in which the sense of injury breeds --not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but --a hatred of all injury.
But most of us are apt to settle within ourselves that the man who blocks our way is odious, and read more
But most of us are apt to settle within ourselves that the man who blocks our way is odious, and not to mind causing him a little of the disgust which his personality excites in ourselves.
More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple pity that will not forsake us
More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple pity that will not forsake us
It is seldom that the miserable of the world can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those read more
It is seldom that the miserable of the world can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those who are less miserable.
