Oh the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person,
having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all
right out, just as they are -- chaff and grain together -- certain that a
faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with
the breath of kindness blow the rest away. -George Eliot (pen name of Mary
Ann Evans), novelist (1819-1880)
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Today's AWAD caught my eye, too, because I've loved that quote for a long time. It's in the collection of quotations that show up randomly on my Sursum Corda page. But I have the author as Dinah Maria Mulock Craik, so naturally the attribution to George Eliot made me pause. A Google search has me convinced I'm right, though I'm open to further evidence.

In any case, it is a LOVELY thought.



Posted by SursumCorda on Wednesday, October 10, 2007 at 12:10 pm
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