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
friends utterance my-friends
It is necessary to me, not simply to be but to utter, and I require utterance of my friends.
friends yesterday forever
Of new acquaintances one can never be sure because one likes them one day that it will be so the next. Of old friends one is sure that it will be the same yesterday, today, and forever.
men fishing quality
It is a very good quality in a man to have a trout-stream.
fear intellectual substance
To fear the examination of any proposition apears to me an intellectual and a moral palsy that will ever hinder the firm grasping of any substance whatever.
faces ciphers poet
I carry my unwritten poems in cipher on my face!
wise mistake source
But let the wise be warned against too great readiness to explanation: it multiplies the sources of mistake, lengthening the sum for reckoners sure to go wrong.
expectations way looks
The thing we look forward to often comes to pass, but never precisely in the way we have imagined to ourselves.
running thinking entitlement
You youngsters nowadays think you're to begin with living well and working easy; you've no notion of running afoot before you get on horseback.
venting emotion easier
[It is easier] to quell emotion than to incur the consequences of venting it.
long shadow dying
Death was not to be a leap: it was to be a long descent under thickening shadows.
reform forefathers
We cannot reform our forefathers.
doctors constitution trifles
It's no trifle at her time at her time of life to part with a doctor who knows her constitution.
men weakness sacred
It is a sad weakness in us, after all, that the thought of a man's death hallows him anew to us; as if life were not sacred too.
giving friendly opinion
It is always chilling, in friendly intercourse, to say you have no opinion to give.