The vainest woman is never thoroughly conscious of her beauty till she is loved by the man who sets her own passion vibrating in return.

Men outlive their love, but they don’t outlive the consequences of their recklessness.

I think there are stores laid up in our human nature that our understandings can make no complete inventory of.

There are answers which, in turning away wrath, only send it to the other end of the room.

We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been.

This is a puzzling world, and Old Harry's got a finger in it.

And Dorothea..she had no dreams of being praised above other women. Feeling that there was always something better which she might have done if she had only been better and known better, her full nature spent itself in deeds which left no great name on the earth, but the effect of her being on those around her was incalculable. For the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts and on all those Dorotheas who life faithfully their hidden lives and rest in unvisited tombs. Middlemarch