Earth knows no desolation. She smells regeneration in the moist breath of decay. — George Meredith Copy Share Image
The sun is coming down to earth, and the fields and the waters shout to him golden shouts. — George Meredith Copy Share Image
For singing till his heaven fills, 'Tis love of earth that he instills, And ever winging up and up, Our valley is… — George Meredith Copy Share Image
The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures. — George Meredith Copy Share Image
“A tried stedfast woman is the one jewel of the sex. She points to her husband like the sunflower; her love illuminates… — George Meredith Copy Share Image
Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars. Oh, wisdom never comes when… — George Meredith Copy Share Image
In tragic life, God wot, No villain need be! Passions spin the plot: We are betrayed by what is false within. — George Meredith Copy Share Image
Possession without obligation to the object possessed approaches felicity. — George Meredith Copy Share Image
Prayer for worldly goods is worse than fruitless, but prayer for strength of soul is that passion of the soul which catches the gift… — George Meredith Copy Share Image
And if I drink oblivion of a day, / So shorten I the stature of my soul. — George Meredith Copy Share Image
It's past parsons to console us: No, nor no doctor fetch for me: I can die without my bolus; Two of a trade, lass,… — George Meredith Copy Share Image
I've studied men from my topsy-turvy Close, and I reckon, rather true. Some are fine fellows: some, right scurvy; Most, a dash between the… — George Meredith Copy Share Image
