If one is not to get into a rage sometimes, what is the good of being friends?
George EliotShe opened her curtains, and looked out towards the bit of road that lay in view, with fields beyond outside the entrance-gates. On the road there was a man with a bundle on his back and a woman carrying her baby; in the field she could see figures moving - perhaps the shepherd with his dog. Far off in the bending sky was the pearly light; and she felt the largeness of the world and the manifold wakings of men to labor and endurance. She was a part of that involuntary, palpitating life, and could neither look out on it from her luxurious shelter as a mere spectator, nor hide her eyes in selfish complaining.
George EliotThe memory has as many moods as the temper, and shifts its scenery like a diorama.
George EliotA map was a fine thing to study when you were disposed to think of something else, being made up of names that would turn into a chime if you went back upon them.
George EliotTags: map
Everything is all one - that is the beginning and end with you.
George EliotTags: one-and-all
I should never like scolding any one else so well; and that is a point to be thought of in a husband.
George EliotTags: love
Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending.
George EliotCruelty, like every other vice, requires no motive outside of itself; it only requires opportunity.
George EliotI like not only to be loved, but to be told I am loved.
George EliotI like trying to get pregnant. I'm not so sure about childbirth.
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