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“Yes! Thank God; human feeling is like the mighty rivers that bless the earth: it does not wait for beauty—it flows with resistless force and brings beauty with it... There are few prophets in the world; few sublimely beautiful women; few heroes. I can't afford to give all my love and reverence to such rarities: I want a great deal of those feelings for my every-day fellow-men, especially for the few in the foreground of the great multitude, whose faces I know, whose hands I touch, for whom I have to make way with kindly courtesy.”

Quote by George Eliot

Work

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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