George Meredith
George Meredith
George Meredith, OMwas an English novelist and poet of the Victorian era...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 February 1828
beauty common-sense common
That rarest gift to Beauty, Common Sense!
food kissing cooking
Kissing don't last: cookery do!
knows
We never know what’s in us till we stand by ourselves” (George Meredith, ORF)
kissing sea honey
A kiss is but a kiss now! and no wave of a great flood that whirls me to the sea. But, as you will! we'll sit contentedly, and eat our pot of honey on the grave.
gossip littles ears
She poured a little social sewage into his ears.
stars night fire
Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars.
knowledge men blow
Cultivated men and women who do not skim the cream of life, and are attached to the duties, yet escape the harsher blows, make acute and balanced observers.
perfect simplicity wit
Perfect simplicity is unconsciously audacious.
prayer forever memorial
A human act once set in motion flows on forever to the great account. Our deathlessness is in what we do, not in what we are.
love-is imagination disaster
The most dire disaster in love is the death of imagination.
captains chance
Chance works for us when we are good captains.
love carnivals egoism
The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures.
women men lasts
I expect Woman will be the last thing civilized by Man.
wine heaven singing
For singing till his heaven fills, 'Tis love of earth that he instills, And ever winging up and up, Our valley is his golden cup, And he the wine which over flows To lift us with him as he goes.