A mother's yearning feels the presence of the cherished child even in the degraded man. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
All the learnin' my father paid for was a bit o' birch at one end and an alphabet at the other. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
All the learnin' my father ever paid for was a bit o' birch at one end and the alphabet at th '… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Can any man or woman choose duties? No more than they can choose their birthplace or their father and mother. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“In the love of a brave and faithful man there is always a strain of maternal tenderness; he gives out again those… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“The really delightful marriage must be that where your husband was a sort of father, and could teach you even Hebrew, if… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“No one knew where wandering men had their homes or their origin; and how was a man to be explained unless you… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
Can any man or woman choose duties? No more that they can choose their birthplace, or their father or mother. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
The mother's love is at first an absorbing delight, blunting all other sensibilities; it is an expansion of the animal existence. — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“It seems to me now, if I was to find Father at home to-night, I should behave different; but there’s no knowing… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
But the mother's yearning, that completest type of the life in another life which is the essence of real human love, feels… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“The group I am moving towards is at Caleb Garth's breakfast-table in the large parlor where the maps and desk were: father,… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
It is a fact perhaps kept a little too much in the background, that mothers have a self larger than their maternity,… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“How should all the apparatus of heaven and earth, from the farthest firmament to the tender bosom of the mother who nourished… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“Looking at the mother, you might hope that the daughter would become like her, which is a prospective advantage equal to a… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“Oh, you dear good father!" cried Mary, putting her hands round her father's neck, while he bent his head placidly, willing to… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“There’s Father a-standing at the yard-gate,” said Martin Poyser. “I reckon he wants to watch us down the field. It’s wonderful what… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“But the vicar of St. Botolph's had certainly escaped the slightest tincture of the Pharisee, and by dint of admitting to himself… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“goodness tries to get the upper hand in us whenever it seems to have the slightest chance—on Sunday mornings, perhaps, when we… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
So much of our early gladness vanishes utterly from our memory: we can never recall the joy with which we laid our… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“Because, dear, trouble comes to us all in this life: we set our hearts on things which it isn't God's will for… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“She could make dream-worlds of her own – but no dream-world would satisfy her now. She wanted some explanation of this hard,… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“Family likeness has often a deep sadness in it. Nature, that great tragic dramatist, knits us together by bone and muscle, and… — 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
