George Eliot
George Eliot
Mary Ann Evans, known by her pen name George Eliot, was an English novelist, poet, journalist, translator and one of the leading writers of the Victorian era. She is the author of seven novels, including Adam Bede, The Mill on the Floss, Silas Marner, Felix Holt, the Radical, Middlemarch, and Daniel Deronda, most of them set in provincial England and known for their realism and psychological insight...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth22 November 1819
rivers soul receptive
To the receptive soul the river of life pauseth not, nor is diminished.
life sea rivers
So our lives glide on: the river ends we don't know where, and the sea begins, and then there is no more jumping ashore.
rivers feet choices
How will you find good? It is not a thing of choice; it is a river that flows from the foot of the Invisible Throne and flows by the path of obedience.
dark rivers clouds
There was no gleam, no shadow, for the heavens, too, were one still, pale cloud; no sound or motion in anything but the dark river that flowed and moaned like an unresting sorrow.
rivers waiting feelings
Human feeling is like the mighty rivers that bless the earth: it does not wait for beauty — it flows with resistless force and brings beauty with it.
dark voice rivers
How lovely the little river is, with its dark changing wavelets! It seems to me like a living companion while I wander along the bank, and listen to its low, placid voice...
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We must not inquire too curiously into motives... They are apt to become feeble in the utterance: the aroma is mixed with the grosser air. We must keep the germinating grain away from the light.
easy finding folks patient reasons
It is easy finding reasons why other folks should be patient
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That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.
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Lohengrin' to us ordinary mortals seemed something like the whistling of the wind through the keyholes of a cathedral, which has a dreamy charm for a little while, but by and by you long for the sound even of a street organ to rush in and break the
inspirational motivational karma
Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
sympathy goodbye lonely
Only in the agony of parting do we look into the depths of love.
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Tis God gives skill, but not without men's hand: He could not make Antonio Stradivarius's violins without Antonio
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An election is coming. Universal peace is declared, and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.