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
breath exalt human love perfect poetry relation
Perfect love has a breath of poetry which can exalt the relation of the least-instructed human beings...
cares joys love outside
For what is love itself, for the one we love best? - an enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love
becomes farewell glance kiss last love pang resembles sharpest
That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.
love heart caring
For what is love itself, for the one we love best? An enfolding of immeasurable cares which yet are better than any joys outside our love.
love vanity literature
Vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under a love which it cannot return.
love mystery divine
Love at its highest flood rushes beyond its object, and loses itself in the sense of divine mystery.
feelings his-love speak
We are overhasty to speak as if God did not manifest himself by our silent feeling, and make his love felt through ours.
and-love enough select
The select natures who pant after the ideal, and find nothing in pantaloons or petticoats great enough to command their reverence and love, are curiously in unison with the narrowest and pettiest.
grief love-is effort
Love is frightened at the intervals of insensibility and callousness that encroach by little and little on the domain of grief, and it makes efforts to recall the keenness of the first anguish.
love sophistry supreme
Love supreme defies all sophistry.
love easy difficult
It is not true that love makes all things easy; it makes us choose what is difficult.
fall love-is feet
The best part of a woman's love is worship; but it is hard to her to be sent away with her precious spikenard rejected, and her long tresses, too, that were let fall, ready to soothe the wearied feet.
love-is air blue
Knightly love is blent with reverence As heavenly air is blent with heavenly blue.
struggle love-is iron
It is the moment when our resolution seems about to become irrevocable--when the fatal iron gates are about to close upon us--that tests our strength. Then, after hours of clear reasoning and firm conviction, we snatch at any sophistry that will nullify our long struggles, and bring us the defeat that we love better than victory.