George Eliot Quotes

It is never too late to be what you might have been.

Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.

Don't judge a book by its cover

A man's a man. But when you see a king, you see the work of many thousand men.

Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.

The beginning of compunction is the beginning of a new life.

The rich ate and drank freely, accepting gout and apoplexy as things that ran mysteriously in respectable families.

Plainness has its peculiar temptations and vices quite as much as beauty.

What makes life dreary is the want of a motive.

Don't you meddle with me, and I won't meddle with you.

Would not love see returning penitence afar off, and fall on its neck and kiss it?

No story is the same to us after a lapse of time; or rather we who read it are no longer the same interpreters.

Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.

The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.

Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.

Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles.

What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined - to strengthen each other - to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.

Life seems to go on without effort when I am filled with music.

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.

I like not only to be loved, but also to be told I am loved.

It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them.

Adventure is not outside man; it is within.

The strongest principle of growth lies in the human choice.

What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult for each other?

You should read history and look at ostracism, persecution, martyrdom, and that kind of thing. They always happen to the best men, you know.

A patronizing disposition always has its meaner side.

No matter whether failure came A thousand different times, For one brief moment of success, Life rang its golden chimes.

The reward of one duty is the power to fulfill another.

Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.

Nothing at times is more expressive than silence.

Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.

It is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.

There is no feeling, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music.

These gems have life in them: their colors speak, say what words fail of.

We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it.

The beginning of an acquaintance whether with persons or things is to get a definite outline of our ignorance.

A woman's hopes are woven of sunbeams; a shadow annihilates them.

No soul is desolate as long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence.

But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.

A blush is no language; only a dubious flag - signal which may mean either of two contradictories

It will never rain roses: when we want to have more roses we must plant more trees.

"Heaven help us," said the old religion; the new one, from its very lack of that faith, will teach us all the more to help one another.

Any coward can fight a battle when he's sure of winning; but give me the man who has the pluck to fight when he's sure of losing.

There is a great deal of unmapped country within us.

Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.

The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.

I think I dislike what I don't like more than I like what I like.

I have the conviction that excessive literary production is a social offence.

My own experience and development deepen every day my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy.