# Quote — George Eliot, Silas Marner

> He seemed to weave, like the spider, from pure impulse, without reflection. Every man's work, pursued steadily, tends in this way to become an end in itself, and so to bridge over the loveless chasms of his life.

- Author: [George Eliot](https://www.leafyquotes.com/george-eliot.md)
- Book: [Silas Marner](https://www.leafyquotes.com/george-eliot/silas-marner.md)
- Page: 16
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> when a man had deserved his good luck, it was the part of his neighbours to wish him joy.

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> She was perfectly quiet now, but not asleep — only soothed by sweet porridge and warmth into that wide-gazing calm which makes us older human beings, with our inward turmoil, feel a certain awe in the presence of a little child, such as we feel before some quiet majesty or beauty in the earth or sky — before a steady glowing planet, or a full-flowered eglantine, or the bending trees over a silent pathway.

p. 118 — [Quote page](https://www.leafyquotes.com/george-eliot/silas-marner/she-was-perfectly.md)

> "Ah," said Dolly, with soothing gravity, "it's like the night and the morning, and the sleeping and the waking, and the rain and the harvest — one goes and the other comes, and we know nothing how nor where. We may strive and scrat and fend, but it's little we can do arter all — the big things come and go wi' no striving o' our'n — they do, that they do; and I think you're in the right on it to keep the little un, Master Marner, seeing as it's been sent to you, though there's folks as thinks different."

p. 121 — [Quote page](https://www.leafyquotes.com/george-eliot/silas-marner/ah-said-dolly.md)