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Wit and Reflection from the Writings
of the novelist Mary Ann Evans
better known by her pen-name George Eliot
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What do we live for,if it is not to make life
It will never rain roses:
It seems to me we can never give up longing
There are glances of hatred
that stab and raise no cry of murder;robberies that leave
man or woman for ever beggared of peace and joy,yet kept
secret by the sufferer-committed to no sound except that
of low moans in the night,seen in no writing except that
made on the face by the slow months of suppressed anguish
and early morning tears.
Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been
breathed into no human ear.
less difficult for each other?
when we want to have more roses,
we must plant more roses.
and wishing while we are still alive.
There are certain things we feel to be beautiful
and good,and we must hunger for them.
How can we ever be satisfied without them until our feelings are deadened?
George Eliot,The Mill on the Floss
The golden moments in the stream of life rush
past us and we see nothing but sand;
the angels come to visit us,and we only know
them when they are gone.
George Eliot,Janet's Repentance
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.
George Eliot,(Felix holt,the radical)
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The most solid comfort one can fall back upon is the thought
that the business of one's life is to help in some small way to
reduce the sum of ignorance,degradation and misery
on the face of this beautiful earth.
George Eliot,from George Eliot's Letters
That by desiring what is perfectly good, even when we don't
quite know what it is and cannot do what we would, we are
part of the divine power against evil -- widening the skirts
of light and making the struggle with darkness narrower.
George Eliot,middlemarch
There is no general doctrine which is not capable of eating
out our morality if unchecked by the deep-seated habit of
direct fellow-feeling with individual fellow-men.
George Eliot, Middlemarch
The presence of a noble nature,generous in its wishes,
ardent in its charity,changes the lights for us: we begin
to see things again in their larger,quieter masses,and
to believe that we too can be seen and judged in the wholeness
of our character.
George Eliot,Middlemarch
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Some discouragement,some faintness of heart at the new real
future which replaces the imaginary, is not unusual,and we do
not expect people to be deeply moved
That element of tragedy which lies in the very fact of frequency
has not yet wrought itself into the coarse emotion of mankind,
and perhaps our frames could hardly bear
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.
by what is not unusual.
much of it.
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
I like not only to be loved,but also to be told that I am loved.
I am not sure that you are of the same mind.But the realm of
silence is large enough beyond the grave.
This is the world of light and speech,and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
George Eliot
What do we live for,if it is not to make life less difficult for each other?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words of George Eliot.