Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.

—George Eliot

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About George Eliot

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Mary Ann Evans (22 November 1819 – 22 December 1880; alternatively Mary Anne or Marian), known by her pen name George Eliot, was an English novelist, poet, journalist, translator, and one of the leading writers of the Victorian era. She wrote seven novels: Adam Bede (1859), The Mill on the...

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There's folks 'ud stand on their heads and then say the fault was i' their boots.

—George Eliot

It's never too late to be who you might have been.

—George Eliot

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.

—George Eliot

The scornful nostril and the high head gather not the odors that lie on the track of truth.

—George Eliot

Our deeds determine us, as much as we determine our deeds.

—George Eliot

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There is an emptiness inside of me—a void that will never be filled. No one in your life will ever love you as your mother does. There is no love as pure, unconditional and strong as a mother's love. And I will never be loved that way again.

—Hope Edelman in Motherless Daughters

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When a daughter loses a mother, the intervals between grief responses lengthen over time, but her longing never disappears. It always hovers at the edge of her awareness, ready to surface at any time, in any place, in the least expected ways. This isn't pathological. It's normal. It's why you find yourself, at twenty-four, or thirty-five or forty-three, unwrapping a present or walking down an aisle or crossing a busy street, doubled over and missing your mother.

—Hope Edelman in Motherless Daughters

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Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me. A mother, after all, is your entry into the world. She is the shell in which you divide and become a life. Waking up in a world without her is like waking up in a world without sky: unimaginable.

—Meghan O'Rourke in The Long Goodbye

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The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.

—Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.

—Abraham Lincoln