Date: 1860
"For there is nothing more widely misleading than sagacity if it happens to get on a wrong scent, and sagacity persuaded that men usually act and speak from distinct motives, with a consciously proposed end in view, is certain to waste its energies on imaginary game."
preview | full record— Eliot, George (1819-1880)
Date: 1860
"Some minds are wonderful for keeping their bloom in this way, as a patriarchal goldfish apparently retains to the last its youthful illusion that it can swim in a straight line beyond the encircling glass."
preview | full record— Eliot, George (1819-1880)
Date: 1860
"The days passed, and Mr Tulliver showed, at least to the eyes of the medical man, stronger and stronger symptoms of a gradual return to his normal condition: the paralytic obstruction was, little by little, losing its tenacity, and the mind was rising from under it with fitful struggles, like a ...
preview | full record— Eliot, George (1819-1880)
Date: April 1861
"My heart is like a singing bird / Whose nest is in a water'd shoot."
preview | full record— Rossetti, Christina (1830-1894)
Date: 1871-2, 1874
"Mr Casaubon would think that her uncle had some special reason for delivering this opinion, whereas the remark lay in his mind as lightly as the broken wing of an insect among all the other fragments there, and a chance current had sent it alighting on her."
preview | full record— Eliot, George (1819-1880)
Date: 1892
"Hope is the thing with feathers / That perches in the soul, / And sings the tune without the words, / And never stops at all, // And sweetest in the gale is heard."
preview | full record— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)
Date: 1914
"I think with all his purity Emerson had within him the turbid stream of passion and desire; for all his hard-cut granite features he knew the instincts of the weakling and the slave; and for all his sweetness, he had the tiger and the jackal in his soul."
preview | full record— de Cleyre, Voltairine (1866-1912)
Date: 1926
"Suddenly she remembered the goods yard at Paddington, and all her thoughts slid together again like a pack of hounds that have picked up the scent."
preview | full record— Warner, Sylvia Townsend (1893-1978)
Date: 1942
A highbrow "is the man or woman of thoroughbred intelligence who rides his mind at a gallop across country in pursuit of an idea."
preview | full record— Woolf, Virgina (1882-1941)
Date: 1942
"I shall keep them [my thoughts] to myself for a time, and when I am older / They will shine as a white worm shines under a green boulder."
preview | full record— Smith, Stevie (1902-1971)