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George Eliot
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George Eliot
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Monday, 24 November 2025
The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us,
and we see nothing but sand;
the angels come to visit us,
and we only know them when they are gone.
Friday, 24 November 2023
Excellence encourages one about life generally;
it shows the spiritual wealth of the world.
Wednesday, 24 November 2021
Falsehood is easy,
truth so difficult.
Saturday, 23 November 2019
There is only one failure in life possible,
and that is
not to be true
to the best one knows.
Thursday, 3 November 2016
All meanings,
we know,
depend on the key of interpretation.
Saturday, 30 July 2016
Blessed is the man,
who having nothing to say,
abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.
Monday, 23 November 2015
Animals are such agreeable friends —
they ask no questions;
they pass no criticisms.
Monday, 9 November 2015
Our dead are never dead to us,
until we have forgotten them.
Saturday, 1 August 2015
It is never too late
to be what you might have been.
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