When death comes it is never our tenderness that we repent from, but our severity. George Eliot deathrepentseverity Change image and share on social
All the learnin' my father paid for was a bit o' birch at one end and an alphabet at the other. George Eliot alphabetbirchbite Change image and share on social
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. George Eliot careenfoldimmeasurable Change image and share on social
Excellence encourages one about life generally; it shows the spiritual wealth of the world. George Eliot encourageexcellencegenerally Change image and share on social
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope. George Eliot calldespaireagerness Change image and share on social
Excessive literary production is a social offense. George Eliot excessiveliteraryoffense Change image and share on social
There are some cases in which the sense of injury breeds not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but a hatred of all injury. George Eliot breedcaseclimb Change image and share on social
Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet. George Eliot banquetbreedcry Change image and share on social
We must not sit still and look for miracles; up and doing, and the Lord will be with thee. Prayer and pains, through faith in Christ Jesus, will do anything. George Eliot christfaithjesus Change image and share on social
It seems to me we can never give up longing and wishing while we are thoroughly alive. There are certain things we feel to be beautiful and good, and we must hunger after them. George Eliot alivebeautifulfeel Change image and share on social
