George Eliot Quotes About Soul

• Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.

  George Eliot

  Love, Inspirational, Friendship

  "The New Dictionary of Thoughts: A Cyclopedia of Quotations from the Best Authors of the World, both Ancient and Modern". Book compiled by Tryon Edwards et al., 1960.

• Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.

  George Eliot

  Nature, Fall, Autumn

  George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.6444, Delphi Classics

• What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined - to strengthen each other - to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.

  George Eliot

  Love, Life, Relationship

  George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.5884, Delphi Classics

• No soul is desolate as long as there is a human being for whom it can feel trust and reverence.

  George Eliot

  Friendship, Trust, Character

  George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.1454, Delphi Classics

• May every soul that touches mine - be it the slightest contact - get there from some good; some little grace; one kindly thought; one aspiration yet unfelt; one bit of courage for the darkening sky; one gleam of faith to brave the thickening ills of life; one glimpse of brighter skies beyond the gathering mists - to make this life worthwhile.

  George Eliot

  Sky, Brave, Grace

• Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.

  George Eliot

  Memories, Butterfly, Expectations

  George Eliot (1859). “Adam Bede”, p.115, London

• Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love - that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one's very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.

  George Eliot

  Fall, Autumn, Air

  George Eliot, John Walter Cross (2010). “George Eliot's Life, as Related in Her Letters and Journals”, p.92, Cambridge University Press

• 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. Knowledge, through patient and frugal centuries, enlarges discovery and makes record of it; Ignorance, wanting its day's dinner, lights a fire with the record, and gives a flavour to its one roast with the burnt souls of many generations.

  George Eliot

  Ignorance, Discovery, Fire

  George Eliot (2016). “Daniel Deronda”, p.257, George Eliot

• To be a poet is to have a soul so quick to discern, that no shade of quality escapes it, and so quick to feel, that discernment is but a hand playing with finely-ordered variety on the chords of emotion--a soul in which knowledge passes instantaneously into feeling, and feeling flashes back as a new organ of knowledge.

  George Eliot

  Hands, Soul, Feelings

  George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.153, Penguin

• Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.

  George Eliot

  Nature, Fall, Autumn

  George Eliot (2016). “George Eliot's Life, Complete: Top Novelist Focus”, p.31, 谷月社

• For what we call illusions are often, in truth, a wider vision of past and present realities - a willing movement of a man's soul with the larger sweep of the world's forces - a movement towards a more assured end than the chances of a single life.

  George Eliot

  Life, Past, Reality

  George Eliot (1866). “Felix Holt: The Radical”, p.75

• A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills.

  George Eliot

  Love, Life, Giving

  George Eliot (1871). “Felix Holt, the Radical”, p.515

• When the soul is just liberated from the wretched giant's bed of dogmas on which it has been racked and stretched ever since it began to think, there is a feeling of exultation and strong hope.

  George Eliot

  Strong, Thinking, Soul

  George Eliot (2016). “George Eliot's Life, Complete: Top Novelist Focus”, p.48, 谷月社

• There is no short-cut no patent tram-road, to wisdom. After all the centuries of invention, the soul's path lies through the thorny wilderness which must still be trodden in solitude, with bleeding feet, with sobs for help, as it was trodden by them of old time.

  George Eliot

  Wisdom, Lying, Cutting

  George Eliot (2016). “The Lifted Veil”, p.23, George Eliot

• May I reach That purest heaven - be to other souls The cup of strength in some great agony; Enkindle generous ardor, feed pure love, Beget the smiles that have no cruelty. Be the sweet presence of a good diffused, And in the diffusion ever more intense! So shall I join the choir invisible Whose music is the gladness of the world.

  George Eliot

  Love, Sweet, Agony

  George Eliot (1900). “Armgart: The Spanish Gypsy, and Other Poems”

• No one who has ever known what it is to lose faith in a fellow-man whom he has profoundly loved and reverenced, will lightly say that the shock can leave the faith in the Invisible Goodness unshaken. With the sinking of high human trust, the dignity of life sinks too; we cease to believe in our own better self, since that also is part of the common nature which is degraded in our thought; and all the finer impulses of the soul are dulled.

  George Eliot

  Heartbreak, Betrayal, Believe

  George Eliot (1873). “Wit and Wisdom of George Eliot”, p.139

• Some gentlemen have made an amazing figure in literature by general discontent with the universe as a trap of dulness into which their great souls have fallen by mistake; but the sense of a stupendous self and an insignificant world may have its consolations. Lydgate's discontent was much harder to bear; it was the sense that there was a grand existence in thought and effective action lying around him, while his self was being narrowed into the miserable isolation of egoistic fears, and vulgar anxieties for events that might allay such fears.

  George Eliot

  Lying, Mistake, Self

  George Eliot (2016). “Middlemarch”, p.597, Xist Publishing

• For years after Lydgate remembered the impression produced in him by this involuntary appeal-this cry from soul to soul, without other consciousness than their moving with kindred natures in the same embroiled medium, the same troublous fitfully-illuminated life.

  George Eliot

  Moving, Years, Soul

  George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.196, Penguin

• The difficult task of knowing another soul is not for young gentlemen whose consciousness is chiefly made up of their own wishes.

  George Eliot

  Men, Knowing, Soul

  George Eliot (2015). “Middlemarch: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.87, Penguin

• Let my body dwell in poverty, and my hands be as the hands of the toiler; but let my soul be as a temple of remembrance where the treasures of knowledge enter and the inner sanctuary is hope.

  George Eliot

  Hands, Remembrance, Soul

  George Eliot (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of George Eliot (Illustrated)”, p.3225, Delphi Classics

• Only those who know the supremacy of the intellectual life──the life which has a seed of ennobling thought and purpose within──can understand the grief of one who falls from that serene activity into the absorbing soul-wasting struggle with worldly annoyances.

  George Eliot

  Grief, Struggle, Fall

• and we must learn to accommodate ourselves to the discovery that some of those cunningly-fashioned instruments called human souls have only a very limited range of music, and will not vibrate in the least under a touch that fills others with tremulous rapture or quivering agony.

  George Eliot

  Discovery, Agony, Soul

  George Eliot (2016). “Adam Bede: Top Novelist Focus”, p.83, 谷月社

• 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.

  George Eliot

  Compassion, Years, Fire

  George Eliot (2016). “Adam Bede”, p.544, George Eliot

• Strong souls Live like fire-hearted suns to spend their strength In farthest striving action; breathe more free In mighty anguish than in trivial ease.

  George Eliot

  Strong, Fire, Soul

  GEORGE ELIOT (1868). “THE SPANISH GYPSY”, p.244

• Let thy chief terror be of thine own soul: There, 'mid the throng of hurrying desires That trample o'er the dead to seize their spoil, Lurks vengeance, footless, irresistible As exhaltations laden with slow death, And o'er the fairest troop of captured joys Breathes pallid pestilence.

  George Eliot

  Joy, Soul, Desire

  George Eliot (1876). “Daniel Deronda0: Collection of British and American Authors”, p.2

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