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“She hates everything that is not what she longs for.”

Quote by George Eliot

Book:Four Novels of George Eliot

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Four Novels of George Eliot

This compilation brings together four seminal works by George Eliot, showcasing her profound understanding of human nature and her intricate storytelling. The novels delve into themes of social reform, moral dilemmas, and complex characters, reflecting the author's distinctive narrative style and intellectual depth. more

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George Eliot, born Mary Ann Evans, was a renowned 19th-century British novelist. Her works are known for their profound psychological insights and critical exploration of social issues. With her unique narrative techniques and rich emotional expression, she has had a profound impact on literature. more

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