But that intimacy of mutual embarrassment, in which each feels that the other is feeling something, having once existed, its effect is not to be done away with.
We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started... and know the place for the first time.
To have in general but little feeling, seems to be the only security against feeling too much on any particular occasion.
In the vain laughter of folly wisdom hears half its applause.
Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.
Friendships begin with liking or gratitude â roots that can be pulled up.
Friendship should be more than biting time can sever.
Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away. -George Eliot.
Perhaps the most delightful friendships are those in which there is much agreement, much disputation, and yet more personal liking.
Half of the harm that is done in this world Is due to people who want to feel important. They don't mean to do harm But the harm does not interest them.
Hatred is like fireâit makes even light rubbish deadly.
But that intimacy of mutual embarrassment, in which each feels that the other is feeling something, having once existed, its effect is not to be done away with.
She was no longer wrestling with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.
Hell is oneself; Hell is alone, the other figures in it merely projections. There is nothing to escape from and nothing to escape to. One is always alone.
A difference of taste in jokes is a great strain on the affections.
Half of the harm that is done in this world is due to people who want to feel important. They don't mean to do harm. But the harm does not interest them.
Strange, that some of us, with quick alternate vision, see beyond our infatuations, and even while we rave on the heights, behold the wide plain where our persistent self pauses and awaits us.
There are some cases. . . in which the sense of injury breeds --not the will to inflict injuries and climb over them as a ladder, but --a hatred of all injury.
Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it.
But that intimacy of mutual embarrassment, in which each feels that the other is feeling something, having once existed, its effect is not to be done away with.
Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.
A difference of tastes in jokes is a great strain on the affections.
What do we live for if it is not to make life less difficult to each other.
The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
The law's made to take care o' raskills.