George Eliot

Our instructed vagrancy, which has hardly time to linger by the hedgerows, but runs away early to the tropics, and is at home with palms and banyans - which is nourished on books of travel, and stretches the theatre of its imagination to the Zambesi.

The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth.

Hell is oneself; Hell is alone, the other figures in it merely projections. There is nothing to escape from and nothing to escape to. One is always alone.

What we call despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.

Hostesses who entertain much must make up their parties as ministers make up their cabinets, on grounds other than personal liking.

Human beliefs, like all other natural growths, elude the barrier of systems.

He who rules must humor full as much as he commands.

It always remains true that if we had been greater, circumstance would have been less strong against us.

Ignorance gives one a large range of probabilities.

Hatred is like fire; it makes even light rubbish deadly.