GEORGE ELIOT, PSEUDONYM OF MARY ANN, OR MARIAN, CROSS, NÉE EVANS, (1819- 1880) WAS AN ENGLISH NOVELIST, WHO STANDS AMONGST THE FIRST-RANKED WRITERS OF THE 19TH CENTURY.
“No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in, and make no effort to escape from.”
~ George Eliot, Daniel Deronda
“It is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“Pride only helps us to be generous; it never makes us so, any more than vanity makes us witty.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“And, of course men know best about everything, except what women know better.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“Jealousy is never satisfied with anything short of an omniscience that would detect the subtlest fold of the heart.”
~ George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss
“When death, the great Reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.”
~ George Eliot, Adam Bede
“Poetry and art and knowledge are sacred and pure.”
~ George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss
“Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact.”
~ George Eliot, Impressions of Theophrastus Such
“Blameless people are always the most exasperating.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“Pride helps us; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts—not to hurt others.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“And certainly, the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise some wonder that we are so fond of it.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“It is always fatal to have music or poetry interrupted.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“What loneliness is more lonely than distrust?”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“Character is not cut in marble - it is not something solid and unalterable. It is something living and changing, and may become diseased as our bodies do.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“For what is love itself, for the one we love best? - an enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love.”
~ George Eliot, Daniel Deronda
“No anguish I have had to bear on your account has been too heavy a price to pay for the new life into which I have entered in loving you.”
~ George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss
“If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“When a man has seen the woman whom he would have chosen if he had intended to marry speedily, his remaining a bachelor will usually depend on her resolution rather than on his.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“I am not imposed upon by fine words; I can see what actions mean.”
~ George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss
“People are almost always better than their neighbors think they are.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life--to strengthen each other in all labor, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in all pain, to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting?”
~ George Eliot, Adam Bede
“Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.”
~ George Eliot, Adam Bede
“Hurt, he'll never be hurt--he's made to hurt other people.”
~ George Eliot, Silas Marner
“Animals are such agreeable friends―they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.”
~ George Eliot, Mr Gilfil's Love Story
“We are all humiliated by the sudden discovery of a fact which has existed very comfortably and perhaps been staring at us in private while we have been making up our world entirely without it.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
“Those bitter sorrows of childhood!-- when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got wings to fly beyond the days and weeks, and the space from summer to summer seems measureless.”
~ George Eliot, The Mill on the Floss
“The memory has as many moods as the temper, and shifts its scenery like a diorama.”
~ George Eliot, Middlemarch
