Quotes by George Meredith

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George Meredith (February 12, 1828 - May 18, 1909) was an English novelist and poet.

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I expect that Woman will be the last thing civilized by Man.

The most dire disaster in love is the death of imagination.
The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures.
Passions spin the plot: We are betrayed by what is false within.
Speech is the small change of silence.
A kiss is but a kiss now! and no wave of a great flood that whirls me to the sea. But, as you will! we'll sit contentedly, and eat our pot of honey on the grave.
Jealousy is love bed of burning snarl.
She poured a little social sewage into his ears.
Possession without obligation to the object possessed approaches felicity.
A human act once set in motion flows on forever to the great account. Our deathlessness is in what we do, not in what we are.
Kissing don't last: cookery do!
That rarest gift to Beauty, Common Sense!
Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul when hot for certainties in this our life!
Memoirs are the backstairs of history.
Caricature is rough truth.
Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars. Oh, wisdom never comes when it is gold, And the great price we paid for it full worth: We have it only when we are half earth. Little avails that coinage to the old!
At the age of forty, men that love love rootedly. If the love is plucked from them, the life goes with it.
We who have seen Italia in the throes,Half risen but to be hurled to ground, and now,Like a ripe field of wheat where once drove plough,All bounteous as she is fair, we think of thoseWho blew the breath of life into her frame:Cavour, Mazzini, Garibaldi: Three:Her Brain, her Soul, her Sword; and set her freeFrom ruinous discords, with one lustrous aim.
"It is a habit which exhibits, perhaps, the unconscious inherent cynicism of the human mind, for people who consider that they have reached the acme of mundane felicity, to distribute this token of esteem to their friends, with the object probably" (he took the knife from a waiter and went to the table to slice the cake) "of enabling those friends (these edifices require very delicate incision--each particular currant and subtle condiment hangs to its neighbour--a wedding-cake is evidently the most highly civilized of cakes, and partakes of the evils as well as the advantages of civilization!)--I was saying, they send us these love-tokens, no doubt (we shall have to weigh out the crumbs, if each is to have his fair share) that we may the better estimate their state of bliss by passing some hours in purgatory."

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