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.
But that intimacy of mutual embarrassment, in which each feels that the other is feeling something, having once existed, its read more
But that intimacy of mutual embarrassment, in which each feels that the other is feeling something, having once existed, its effect is not to be done away with.
Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
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.
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 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.
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.
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.
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
