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
lawlessness revolution rebellion
The right to rebellion is the right to seek a higher rule, and not to wander in mere lawlessness.
fighting winning coward
Any coward can fight a battle when he's sure of winning.
magic transcendent
Effective magic is transcendent nature.
journey thinking years
The years seem to rush by now, and I think of death as a fast approaching end of a journey-double and treble reason for loving as well as working while it is day.
dirty gossip rumor
Gossip is a sort of smoke that comes from the dirty tobacco-pipes of those who diffuse it: it proves nothing but the bad taste of the smoker.
long soul trust-and-friendship
No soul is desolate as long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence.
travel journey views
We have had an unspeakably delightful journey, one of those journeys which seem to divide one's life in two, by the new ideas they suggest and the new views of interest they open.
inspirational success courage
Any coward can fight a battle when he's sure of winning; but give me the man who has the pluck to fight when he's sure of losing.
sad grief wrestling
She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.
marriage silence enough
I like not only to be loved, but to be told that I am loved; the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave.
food meals
One can say everything best over a meal.
positive integrity thinking
Decide on what you think is right, and stick to it.
memories past men
In bed our yesterdays are too oppressive: if a man can only get up, though it be but to whistle or to smoke, he has a present which offers some resistance to the past—sensations which assert themselves against tyrannous memories.
burning brightness saws
When God makes His presence felt through us, we are like the burning bush: Moses never took any heed what sort of bush it was—he only saw the brightness of the Lord.