Feb. 20th, 2017

So it took me almost a year to read Ms. George Eliot, though it grabbed me from the start.
  • Saint Theresa, which by the side of provincial fashion gave her the impressiveness of a fine quotation from the Bible,
  • a quiet country-house, and attending a village church hardly larger than a parlor, naturally regarded frippery as the ambition of a huckster's daughter.
  • that common-sense which is able to accept momentous doctrines without any eccentric agitation.
  • For the most glutinously indefinite minds enclose some hard grains of habit;
  • Women were expected to have weak opinions; but the great safeguard of society and of domestic life was, that opinions were not acted on.
  • Sane people did what their neighbors did, so that if any lunatics were at large, one might know and avoid them.
  • Riding was an indulgence which she allowed herself in spite of conscientious qualms; she felt that she enjoyed it in a pagan sensuous way, and always looked forward to renouncing it.
  • or any of the other great men whose odd habits it would have been glorious piety to endure; but an amiable handsome baronet, who said "Exactly" to her remarks even when she expressed uncertainty,--how could he affect her as a lover? The really delightful marriage must be that where your husband was a sort of father, and could teach you even Hebrew, if you wished it.
  • are, used to wear ornaments. And Christians generally--surely there are women in heaven now who wore jewels."
  • "Souls have complexions too: what will suit one will not suit another."
  • trinkets to keep you in countenance. If I were to put on such a necklace as that, I should feel as if I had been pirouetting.
  • "It is strange how deeply colors seem to penetrate one, like scent.
  • The younger had always worn a yoke; but is there any yoked creature without its private opinions?
  • I went into science a great deal myself at one time; but I saw it would not do. It leads to everything; you can let nothing alone.
  • her annoyance at being twitted with her ignorance of political economy, that never-explained science which was thrust as an extinguisher over all her lights.
  • be talked to by Mr. Brooke, who was just then informing him that the Reformation either meant something or it did not, that he himself was a Protestant to the core, but that Catholicism was a fact;
  • "It is so painful in you, Celia, that you will look at human beings as if they were merely animals with a toilet, and never see the great soul in a man's face." "Has Mr. Casaubon a great soul?" Celia was not without a touch of naive malice.
  • Notions and scruples were like spilt needles, making one afraid of treading, or sitting down, or even eating.
  • He was made of excellent human dough,
  • A man's mind--what there is of it--has always the advantage of being masculine,--as the smallest birch-tree is of a higher kind than the most soaring palm,--and even his ignorance is of a sounder quality.
  • but a kind Providence furnishes the limpest personality with a little gunk or starch in the form of tradition.
  • Dorothea's inferences may seem large; but really life could never have gone on at any period but for this liberal allowance of conclusions, which has facilitated marriage under the difficulties of civilization.
  • a fresh young nature to which every variety in experience is an epoch.
  • the pathetic loveliness of all spontaneous trust
  • by a social life which seemed nothing but a labyrinth of petty courses
  • She never could understand how well-bred persons consented to sing and open their mouths in the ridiculous manner requisite for that vocal exercise.
  • "but he does not talk equally well on all subjects." "I should think none but disagreeable people do," said Celia, in her usual purring way.
  • what Mrs. Cadwallader said and did: a lady of immeasurably high birth, descended, as it were, from unknown earls, dim as the crowd of heroic shades--who pleaded poverty, pared down prices, and cut jokes in the most companionable manner, though with a turn of tongue that let you know who she was. Such a lady gave a neighborliness to both rank and religion, and mitigated the bitterness of uncommuted tithe.
  • Who could taste the fine flavor in the name of Brooke if it were delivered casually, like wine without a seal? Certainly a man can only be cosmopolitan up to a certain point. "
  • "Yes; she says Mr. Casaubon has a great soul." "With all my heart." "Oh, Mrs. Cadwallader, I don't think it can be nice to marry a man with a great soul."
  • As to his blood, I suppose the family quarterings are three cuttle-fish sable, and a commentator rampant.
  • Miserliness is a capital quality to run in families; it's the safe side for madness to dip on.
  • "She says, he is a great soul.--A great bladder for dried peas to rattle in!" said Mrs. Cadwallader.
  • you are well rid of Miss Brooke, a girl who would have been requiring you to see the stars by daylight.
  • was hardly more than a sort of low comedy, which could not be taken account of in a well-bred scheme of the universe.
  • He would never have contradicted her, and when a woman is not contradicted, she has no motive for obstinacy in her absurdities.
  • the amiable vanity which knits us to those who are fond of us
  • Brooke is a very good fellow, but pulpy; he will run into any mould, but he won't keep shape."
  • but pride only helps us to be generous; it never makes us so, any more than vanity makes us witty.
  • And certainly, the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise some wonder that we are so fond of it.
  • The small boys wore excellent corduroy, the girls went out as tidy servants, or did a little straw-plaiting at home: no looms here, no Dissent;
  • But what a voice! It was like the voice of a soul that had once lived in an AEolian harp.
  • Celia had become less afraid of "saying things" to Dorothea since this engagement: cleverness seemed to her more pitiable than ever.
  • We know what a masquerade all development is, and what effective shapes may be disguised in helpless embryos.--In fact, the world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome dubious eggs called possibilities.
  • but knowing classical passages, we find, is a mode of motion, which explains why they leave so little extra force for their personal application.
  • for we all of us, grave or light, get our thoughts entangled in metaphors, and act fatally on the
  • For to Dorothea, after that toy-box history of the world adapted to young ladies which had made the chief part of her education,

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