119 Quotes by George Meredith

Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting: So were it with me if forgetting could be willed. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling well-spring, Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled.

George Eliot has the heart of Sappho; but the face, with the long proboscis, the protruding teeth of the Apocalyptic horse, betrayed animality.

Prayer for worldly goods is worse than fruitless, but prayer for strength of soul is that passion of the soul which catches the gift it seeks.

Woman's reason is in the milk of her breasts.

But O the truth, the truth. The many eyes That look on it The diverse things they see.

Prepare, You lovers, to know Love a thing of moods: Not like hard life, of laws.

What a dusty answer gets the soul When hot for certainties in this our life!

I know him, February's thrush, And loud at eve he valentines On sprays that paw the naked bush Where soon will sprout the thorns and bines.

And if I drink oblivion of a day, / So shorten I the stature of my soul.