Home
Quotes
Picture quotes
Random
Facebook Covers
Home
Quotes
Picture quotes
Random
Facebook Covers
Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.
Quote by George Eliot
Topics:
George Eliot Quotes
Related Quotes
It is never too late to be what you might have been.
Adventure is not outside man; it is within.
Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. What do we...
The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by...
Best friend, my well-spring in the wilderness!
In the vain laughter of folly wisdom hears half its applause.
Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms.
Different taste in jokes is a great strain on the affections.
We hand folks over to God's mercy, and show none ourselves.
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing...
There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds not the will to...
Our instructed vagrancy, which has hardly time to linger by the hedgerows, but runs away...
The beginning of an acquaintance whether with persons or things is to get a definite...
And when a woman's will is as strong as the man's who wants to govern...
For what is love itself, for the one we love best? - an enfolding of...
For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable...
There is only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true...
The beginning of compunction is the beginning of a new life.
Opposition may become sweet to a man when he has christened it persecution.
No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in,...