George Meredith Quotes
1828–1909 England
George Meredith (12 February 1828 – 18 May 1909) was an English novelist and poet.
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Also known as: Meredith, George
46 quotes
God's rarest blessing is, after all, a good woman!
There is nothing the body suffers that the soul may not profit by.
I expect that Woman will be the last thing civilized by Man.
Who rises from prayer a better man, his prayer is answered.
What a woman thinks of women is the test of her nature.
But O the truth, the truth! the many eyes
That look on it! the diverse things they see!
The sun is coming down to earth, and the fields and the waters shout to him golden shouts.
The sea foamed like the mouth of madness, as the Genie sped thunder-like over it.
Ireland gives England her soldiers, her generals too.
Perfect simplicity is unconsciously audacious.
With patient inattention hear him prate.
She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer,
Hard, but O the glory of the winning were she won!
How many a thing which we cast to the ground,
When others pick it up, becomes a gem!
Behold the life at ease; it drifts,
The sharpened life commands its course.
Civil limitation daunts
His utterance never; the nymphs blush, not he.
Into the breast that gives the rose,
Shall I with shuddering fall?
First of earthly singers, the sun-loved rill.
See ye not, Courtesy
Is the true Alchemy,
Turning to gold all it touches and tries?
Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: George Meredith (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.