A cruel story runs on wheels, and every hand oils the wheels as they run.
George Eliot
A difference of tastes in jokes is a great strain on the affections.
George Eliot
A different taste in jokes is a great strain on the affections.
George Eliot
An election is coming. Universal peace is declared, and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.
George Eliot
Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact.
George Eliot
Certain winds will make men’s temper bad.
George Eliot
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
George Eliot
His smile is sweetened by his gravity.
George Eliot
I think my life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face: it was so near to me, and her arms were round me, and she sang to me.
George Eliot
It’s but little good you’ll do watering last year’s crops.
George Eliot
Knightly love is blent with reverence As heavenly air is blent with heavenly blue.
George Eliot
Men’s men: gentle or simple, they’re much of a muchness.
George Eliot
Oh may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence.
George Eliot
Oh may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence. Oh may I join the Choir invisible.
George Eliot
Perhaps the wind Wails so in winter for the summers dead, And all sad sounds are nature’s funeral cries For what has been and is not.
George Eliot
Sad as a wasted passion.
George Eliot
The mother’s yearning, that completest type of the life in another life which is the essence of real human love, feels the presence of the cherished child even in the debased, degraded man.
George Eliot
Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. What do we live for if not to make the world less difficult for each other?
George Eliot