Maxioms by George Eliot
There are many victories worse than a defeat.rn
There are many victories worse than a defeat.rn
There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in read more
There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the roar of hurrying existence.
There is no private life which has not been determined by a wider public life.
There is no private life which has not been determined by a wider public life.
What quarrel, what harshness, what unbelief in each other can subsist in the presence of a great calamity, when all read more
What quarrel, what harshness, what unbelief in each other can subsist in the presence of a great calamity, when all the artificial vesture of our life is gone, and we are all one with each other in primitive mortal needs?
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, read more
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away. -George Eliot.