There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire; it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism.
Quote by George Eliot
George Eliot Quotes
When we get to wishing a great deal for ourselves, whatever we get soon turns...
Among all forms of mistake, prophecy is the most gratuitous
Excessive literary production is a social offense.
The beginning of compunction is the beginning of a new life.
To have in general but little feeling, seems to be the only security against feeling...
It always remains true that if we had been greater, circumstance would have been less...
In the vain laughter of folly wisdom hears half its applause.
More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not...
If Darwin's theory should be true, it will not degrade man; it will simply raise...
There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of...
Cruelty, like every other vice, requires no motive outside of itself; it only requires opportunity
There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds not the will to...
There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are...
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am...
All the learnin' my father paid for was a bit o' birch at one end...
Excellence encourages one about life generally; it shows the spiritual wealth of the world.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.
There are many victories worse than a defeat.
Marriage must be a relation either of sympathy or of conquest.
Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down.