George Eliot

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.

What do we live for if it is not to make life less difficult to each other.

What do we live for if it is not to make life less difficult to each other.

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?

A difference of tastes in jokes is a great strain on the affections.

A difference of tastes in jokes is a great strain on the affections.

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.