It is easy to say how we love new friends, and what we think of them, but words can never trace out all the fibers that knit us to the old. George Eliot easyfiberfriend Change image and share on social
Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are. George Eliot afardeedmake 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
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. George Eliot autumnbirddelicious 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
Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them. George Eliot deadforget Change image and share on social
Falsehood is easy, truth so difficult. George Eliot difficulteasyfalsehood Change image and share on social
Play not with paradoxes. That caustic which you handle in order to scorch others may happen to sear your own fingers and make them dead to the quality of things. George Eliot causticdeadfinger Change image and share on social
I'm proof against that word failure. I've seen behind it. The only failure a man ought to fear is failure of cleaving to the purpose he sees to be best. George Eliot cleavefailurefear Change image and share on social
It is a common enough case, that of a man being suddenly captivated by a woman nearly the opposite of his ideal. George Eliot captivatecasecommon Change image and share on social