119 Quotes by George Meredith

I’ve studied men from my topsy-turvy Close, and I reckon, rather true. Some are fine fellows: some, right scurvy; Most, a dash between the two.

It’s past parsons to console us: No, nor no doctor fetch for me: I can die without my bolus; Two of a trade, lass, never agree! Parson and Doctor! – don’t they love rarely Fighting the devil in other men’s fields! Stand up yourself and match him fairly: Then see how the rascal yields!

Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul when hot for certainties in this our life!

Bring the army of the faithful through.

Passions spin the plot: We are betrayed by what is false within.

Rich labour is the struggle to be wise / While we make sure the struggle cannot cease. / Else better were it in some bower of peace

When I had shed my glad year's leaf, / I did believe I stood alone, / Till that great company of Grief / Taught me to know this craving heart / For not my own.

Our fitful heart a wild reflection views.

She heard the snuffle of hypocrisy in her prayer. She had to cease to pray.