George Eliot
George Eliot was an English Victorian novelist, poet, journalist, translator, editor, essayist, and philosopher, born on 22 November 1819 in Nuneaton.
She worked across a wide range of forms and disciplines, producing fiction, poetry, journalism, translation, essays, and editing work throughout her career. She received an education at Bedford College and Royal Holloway, University of London. She died in London on 22 December 1880.
Her fiction appeared across roughly two decades. Adam Bede came out in 1859, followed closely by The Mill on the Floss in 1860 and Silas Marner in 1861. Romola ran between 1862 and 1863, and then, after a gap of several years, Middlemarch was published between 1871 and 1872. Daniel Deronda followed in 1876. These six novels represent the core of her output in long-form fiction.
Throughout her career, Eliot worked within the tradition of literary realism, a movement her fiction is closely associated with. That association with realism, alongside her work as a poet, journalist, translator, editor, essayist, and philosopher, marks the breadth of her engagement with nineteenth-century English intellectual and literary life. Her final novel, Daniel Deronda, appeared in 1876, four years before her death in London.
Quotes by George Eliot
George Eliot's insights on:

Half the sorrows of women would be averted if they could repress the speech they know to be useless; nay, the speech they have resolved not to make.

What greater thing is there for human souls than to feel that they are joined for life – to be with each other in silent unspeakable memories.

I would rather not be engaged. When people are engaged, they begin to thin of being married soon...and I should like everything to go on for a long while just as it is.

It will never rain roses. When we want to have more roses, we must plant more roses.

Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love that makes life and nature harmonize.

The mother's yearning, that completest type of the life in another life which is the essence of real human love, feels the presence of the cherished child even in the debased, degraded man.



