Mia

“…there was the stifling oppression of that gentlewoman’s world, where everything was done for her and none asked for her aid—where the sense of connection with a manifold pregnant existence had to be kept up painfully as an inward vision, instead of coming from without in claims that would have shaped her energies.”
― George Eliot, Middlemarch

“Why should I have that, when I have nothing else! A man with only a portmanteau for his stowage must keep his memorials in his head.”
― George Eliot, Middlemarch

“The business was established and had old roots; is it not one thing to set up a new gin-palace and another accept an investment in an old one? The profits made out of lost souls—where can the line be drawn at which they begin in human transactions? Was it not even God’s way of saving His chosen?”
― George Eliot, Middlemarch

“Why, they’re Lunnon chaps, I reckon,” said Hiram, who had a dim notion of London as a centre of hostility to the country.”
― George Eliot, Middlemarch