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
eras youth something-better
There are new eras in one's life that are equivalent to youth-are something better than youth.
writing errors furniture
All writing seems to me worse in the state of proof than in any other form. In manuscript one's own wisdom is rather remarkable to one, but in proof it has the effect of one's private furniture repeated in the shop windows. And then there is the sense that the worst errors will go to press unnoticed!
book opinion written
My books don't seem to belong to me after I have once written them; and I find myself delivering opinions about them as if I had nothing to do with them.
worry trouble employed
trouble always seems heavier when it is only one's thought and not one's bodily activity that is employed about it.
mind bows gymnasiums
I love words; they are the quoits, the bows, the staves that furnish the gymnasium of the mind.
stranger wit
The wit of a family is usually best received among strangers.
thinking common imagine
A common fallacy: to imagine a measure will be easy because we have private motives for desiring it.
lying may speak
Particular lies may speak a general truth.
tolerance lasts intolerance
The last refuge of intolerance is in not tolerating the intolerant ...
men taste dresses
Opinions: men's thoughts about great subjects. Taste: their thoughts about small ones: dress, behavior, amusements, ornaments.
sympathy expression certain
in certain crises direct expression of sympathy is the least possible to those who most feel sympathy.
men world suits
You are discontented with the world because you can't get just the small things that suit your pleasure, not because it's a world where myriads of men and women are ground by wrong and misery, and tainted with pollution.
sympathy hurt hands
even those who call themselves 'intimate' know very little about each other - hardly ever know just how a sorrow is felt, and hurt each other by their very attempts at sympathy or consolation. We can bear no hand on our bruises.
success winning exertion
The sweetest of all success is that which one wins by hard exertion ...