Life & Wisdom Quote by George Eliot

Eliot needles a peculiarly modern predicament with a sentence that behaves like a sigh and a punchline at once. The joke is structural: society treats you as simultaneously indispensable and interchangeable. Between fifty and seventy, you have the authority of experience and the liability of visibility. People assume competence, reliability, judgment - and they weaponize those assumptions into requests. Yet you lack the socially sanctioned escape hatch that comes with obvious frailty. You are still upright, still capable, still "fine", which means your time is treated as public property.

The subtext is less about age than about obligation: the way duty expands to fill whatever energy remains. Eliot frames this as the hardest stretch not because it is the most physically brutal, but because it is when your boundaries are least legible to others. Youth is allowed refusal through chaos; old age through care. Mid-to-late adulthood gets neither alibi. You're expected to parent, mentor, manage, host, help, and keep the machine running, all while quietly beginning to calculate finitude.

In Eliot's 19th-century context, the line carries extra bite. Victorian respectability prized usefulness and self-command; the "proper" adult was a civic instrument. For a woman who lived outside conventional marriage and wrote with x-ray insight about moral labor, this is a coolly cynical observation: culture praises maturity, then invoices you for it. The wit lands because it's true in a way that feels impolite to say out loud.