119 Quotes by George Meredith

Full lasting is the song, though he, / The singer, passes.

Behold the life at ease; it drifts, The sharpened life commands its course.

Earth, the mother of all, Moves on her stedfast way, Gathering, flinging, sowing. Mortals, we live in her day, She in her children is growing.

Sunrays, leaning on our southern hills and lighting Wild cloud-mountains that drag the hills along, Oft ends the day of your shifting brilliant laughter Chill as a dull face frowning on a song. Ay, but shows the South-west a ripple-feathered bosom Blown to silver while the clouds are shaken and ascend Scaling the mid-heavens as they stream, there comes a sunset Rich, deep like love in beauty without end.

The stench of the trail of Ego in our History. It is ego - ego, the fountain cry, origin, sole source of war.

The debts we owe ourselves are the hardest to pay.

It is the devil's masterstroke to get us to accuse him

Speech is the small change of silence.

Swift doth young Love flee, And we stand wakened, shivering from our dream.