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
decay each-day lasts
Each thought is a nail that is driven In structures that cannot decay; And the mansion at last will be given To us as we build it each day.
light woven unraveling
I at least have so much to do in unraveling certain human lots, and seeing how they were woven and interwoven, that all the light I can command must be concentrated on this particular web, and not dispersed over that tempting range of relevancies called the universe.
evil wells
One soweth and another reapeth is a verity that applies to evil as well as good.
love giving soul
A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills.
love men mutual
Where women love each other, men learn to smother their mutual dislike.
love fall kissing
Would not love see returning penitence afar off, and fall on its neck and kiss it?
love names heritage
There is a sort of subjection which is the peculiar heritage of largeness and of love; and strength is often only another name for willing bondage to irremediable weakness.
men hands skills
'Tis God gives skill, but not without men's hand: He could not make Antonio Stradivarius's violins without Antonio.
self vision height
Strange, that some of us, with quick alternate vision, see beyond our infatuations, and even while we rave on the heights, behold the wide plain where our persistent self pauses and awaits us.
hurt pride helping
Pride helps us; and pride is not a bad thing when it only urges us to hide our own hurts—not to hurt others.
christian pride people
How can one ever do anything nobly Christian, living among people with such petty thoughts?
thinking earthquakes hopeful
If youth is the season of hope, it is often so only in the sense that our elders are hopeful about us; for no age is so apt as youth to think its emotions, partings, and resolves are the last of their kind. Each crisis seems final, simply because it is new. We are told that the oldest inhabitants in Peru do not cease to be agitated by the earthquakes, but they probably see beyond each shock, and reflect that there are plenty more to come.
marriage order may
A woman dictates before marriage in order that she may have an appetite for submission afterwards.
self achievement looks
We are on a perilous margin when we begin to look passively at our future selves, and see our own figures led with dull consent into insipid misdoing and shabby achievement.