Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Her own misery filled her heart—there was no room in it for other people's sorrow. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Joy and sorrow are both my perpetual companions, but the joy is called Past and the sorrow Present. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
O the anguish of the thought that we can never atone to our dead for the stinted affection we gave them. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
There is no sorrow I have thought more about than that-to love what is great, and try to reach it, and yet… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Many an inherited sorrow that has marred a life has been breathed into no human ear. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Many an irritating fault, many an unlovely oddity, has come of a hard sorrow. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
There is no despair so absolute as that which comes with the first moments of our first great sorrow, when we have… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
My childhood was full of deep sorrows - colic, whooping-cough, dread of ghosts, hell, Satan, and a Deity in the sky who… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Love is frightened at the intervals of insensibility and callousness that encroach by little and little on the domain of grief, and… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“She was no longer wresting with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“In our instinctive rebellion against pain, we are children again, and demand an active will to wreak our vengeance on.” — George Eliot Copy Share Image
It cuts one sadly to see the grief of old people; they've no way o' working it off; and the new spring… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Those bitter sorrows of childhood!-- when sorrow is all new and strange, when hope has not yet got wings to fly beyond… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Childhood is only the beautiful and happy time in contemplation and retrospect: to the child it is full of deep sorrows, the… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Deep, unspeakable suffering may well be called a baptism, a regeneration, the initiation into a new state. Suffering can be likened to… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“Only those who know the supremacy of the intellectual life— the life which has a seed of ennobling thought and purpose within… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
The perpetual mourner -- the grief that can never be healed -- is innocently enough felt to be wearisome by the rest… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“It would be a poor result of all our anguish and our wrestling if we won nothing but our old selves at… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“There is much pain that is quite noiseless; and vibrations that make human agonies are often a mere whisper in the roar… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“She had no tears this morning. She had wept them all away last night, and now she felt that dry-eyed morning misery,… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“For then, the very hardship, and the sorrow, and the blindness, and the sin I have beheld and been ready to weep… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“She had forgotten his faults as we forget the sorrows of our departed childhood.” — George Eliot Copy Share Image
The sublime delight of truthful speech to one who has the great gift of uttering it, will make itself felt even through… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
There is no feeling, perhaps, except the extremes of fear and grief, that does not find relief in music,--that does not make… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Only those who know the supremacy of the intellectual life ... can understand the grief of one who falls from that serene… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
We are contented with our day when we have been able to bear our grief in silence, and act as if we… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“There is no sorrow I have thought about more than that - to love what is great, and try to reach it,… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
I'd sooner have one real grief on my mind than twenty false. It's better to know one's robbed than to think one's… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
There are various orders of beauty, causing men to make fools of themselves in various styles. — George Eliot Copy Share
But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on… — George Eliot Copy Share
Scepticismcan never be thoroughly applied, else life would come to a standstill. — George Eliot Copy Share
Under every guilty secret there is hidden a brood of guilty wishes, whose unwholesome infecting life is cherished by the darkness. — George Eliot Copy Share
The most powerful movement of feeling with a liturgy is the prayer which seeks for nothing special, but is a yearning to escape from… — George Eliot Copy Share
“[W]e must learn to accommodate ourselves to the discovery that some of those cunningly-fashioned instruments called human souls have only a very limited range… — George Eliot Copy Share
“Mr. Casaubon had never had a strong bodily frame, and his soul was sensitive without being enthusiastic: it was too languid to thrill out… — George Eliot Copy Share
“... she took her husband's jokes and joviality as patiently as everything else, considering that "men would be so", and viewing the stronger sex… — George Eliot Copy Share
What is opportunity to the man who can't use it? An unfecundated egg, which the waves of time wash away into nonentity. — George Eliot Copy Share
And, of course men know best about everything, except what women know better. — George Eliot Copy Share
“But let the wise be warned against too great readiness at explanation: it multiplies the sources of mistake, lengthening the sum for reckoners sure… — George Eliot Copy Share
“But any one watching keenly the stealthy convergence of human lots, sees a slow preparation of effects from one life on another, which tells… — George Eliot Copy Share
Perspective, as its inventor remarked, is a beautiful thing. What horrors of damp huts, where human beings languish, may not become picturesque through aerial… — George Eliot Copy Share
“Sane people did what their neighbours did, so that if any lunatics were at large, one might know and avoid them.” — George Eliot Copy Share
even those who call themselves 'intimate' know very little about each other - hardly ever know just how a sorrow is felt, and hurt… — George Eliot Copy Share
