George Eliot ( 9 of 69 )
When death, the great reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.
When death, the great reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.
Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.
Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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
Every woman is supposed to have the same set of motives, or else to be a monster.
Every woman is supposed to have the same set of motives, or else to be a monster.
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
