One can say everything best over a meal.
from the book "" by George Eliot
One can say everything best over a meal.
There's no pleasure ì living if you're to be corked up for ever, and only dribble your mind out by the sly, like a leaky barrel.
We hand folks over to God's mercy, and show none ourselves.
Doubtless a great anguish may do the work of years, and we may come out from that baptism of fire with a soul full of new awe and new pity.
The natur ò things doesn't change, though it seems as if one's own life was nothing but change. The square ò four is sixteen, and you must lengthen your lever in proportion to your weight, is as true when a man's miserable as when he's happy; and the best ò working is, it gives you a grip hold ò things outside your own lot.
I like not only to be loved, but also to be told that I am loved. I am not sure that you are of the same kind. But the realm of silence is large enough beyond the grave. This is the world of light and speech, and I shall take leave to tell you that you are very dear.
Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.
It was the last weakness he meant to indulge in; and a man never lies with more delicious languor under the influence of a passion than when he has persuaded himself that he shall subdue it to-morrow.
Human feeling is like the mighty rivers that bless the earth: it does not wait for beauty — it flows with resistless force and brings beauty with it.
There are so many of us, and our lots are so different, what wonder that Nature's mood is often in harsh contrast with the great crisis of our lives? We are children of a large family, and must learn, as such children do, not to expect that our hurts will be made much of, to be content with little nurture and caressing, and help each other the more.