On the contrary, having the amiable vanity which knits us to those who are fond of us, and disinclines us to those who are indifferent, and also a good grateful nature, the mere idea that a woman had...
Men and women make sad mistakes about their own symptoms, taking their vague, uneasy longings sometimes for genius, sometimes for religion, and oftener still for a mighty love.
Looking at the mother, you might hope that the daughter would become like her, which is a prospective advantage equal to a dowry—the mother too often standing behind the daughter like a malignant prop...
Let any lady who is inclined to be hard on Mrs. Cadwallader inquire into the comprehensiveness of her own beautiful views and be quite sure that they afford accommodation for all the lives which have...
It is very hard to say the exact truth, even about your own immediate feelings – much harder than to say something fine about them which is not the exact truth.
It is offensive to tell a lady when she is expressing her amazement at your skill, that she is altogether mistaken and rather foolish in her amazement.
It is a common sentence that knowledge is power; but who hath duly considered or set forth the power of ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what ignorance in an hour pulls down.
It had never occurred to him that he should live in any other than what he would have called an ordinary way, with green glasses for hock, and excellent waiting at table. In warming himself at French...
I don't mean your resentment toward them, said Philip... I mean your extending the enmity to a helpless girl, who has too much sense and goodness to share their narrow prejudices. She has never entere...
I don't make myself disagreeable; it is you who find me so. Disagreeable is a word that describes your feelings and not my actions.
Her heart went out to him with a stronger movement than ever, at the thought that people would blame him. Maggie hated blame; she had been blamed her whole life, and nothing had come of it but evil te...
He was unique to her among men because he’s impressed her as being not her admirer her superior. In some mysterious way he was becoming a part of her conscience as one woman who’s nature is an object...
Described by Harold Bloom as the beginning of the end of the traditional novel of social morality (xii), George Eliot's Middlemarch is nonetheless replete with a kind of authorial intervention that mo...
But it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.
But a good wife—a good unworldly woman—may really help a man, and keep him more independent.
I fear that in this thing many rich people deceive themselves. They go on accumulating the means but never using them; making bricks, but never building.
There is nothing will kill a man so soon as having nobody to find fault with but himself.
Falsehood is easy, truth so difficult.
In all private quarrels the duller nature is triumphant by reason of dullness.
Is it not rather what we expect in men, that they should have numerous strands of experience lying side by side and never compare them with each other?