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“But we get accustomed to mental as well as bodily pain, without, for all that, losing our sensibility to it. It becomes a habit of our lives, and we cease to imagine a condition of perfect ease as possible for us. Desire is chastened into submission, and we are contented with our day when we have been able to bear our grief in silence and act as if we were not suffering.”

Quote by George Eliot

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Adam Bede

Adam Bede is a classic novel by George Eliot, published in 1859. The story unfolds in the fictional village of Highbury, offering a detailed portrayal of the social and moral fabric of rural England during the Victorian era. The narrative centers on the lives of Adam Bede, a simple and honest carpenter, and his romantic involvement with Hetty Sorrel, a young woman with a complex character. The novel explores themes of social class, morality, and the consequences of human actions, providing a rich tapestry of the era's rural life. more

Author

George Eliot
George Eliot

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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