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| . . . for the stress of circumstances, Fred felt, was sharpening his acuteness and endowing him with all the constructive power of suspicion. | George Eliot | Middlemarch |  |
| . . . what loneliness is more lonely than distrust? | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
| Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot? | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
| "People glorify all sorts of bravery except the bravery they might show on behalf of their nearest neighbors." | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
| Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress. | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
| "What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult to each other?" | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
| One must be poor to know the luxury of giving! | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
| If youth is the season of hope, it is often so only in the sense that our elders are hopeful about us . . . | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
| Signs are small measurable things, but interpretations are illimitable, and in girls of sweet, ardent nature, every sign is apt to conjure up wonder, hope, belief, vast as a sky, and colored by a diffused thimbleful of matter in the shape of knowledge. | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
| . . . he was gradually discovering the delight there is in frank kindness and companionship between a man and a woman who have no passion to hide or confess. | George Eliot | Middlemarch | |
