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So our lives glide on: the river ends we don't know where, and the sea begins, and then there is no more jumping ashore.
Felix Holt, the Radical (1866)
[Mr Johnson] "You know what a Tory is – one who wants to drive the working men as he'd drive cattle."
Felix Holt, the Radical (1866)
Truth is the precious harvest of the earth.
But once, when harvest waved upon a land,
The noisome cankerworm and caterpillar,
Locusts, and all the swarming foul-born broods,
Fastened upon it with swift, greedy jaws,
And turned the harvest into pestilence,
Until men said, What profits it to sow?
Felix Holt, the Radical (1866)
We mortals sometimes cut a pitiable figure in our attempts at display. We may be sure of our own merits, yet fatally ignorant of the point of view from which we are regarded by our neighbour. Our fine patterns in tattooing may be far from throwing him into a swoon of admiration, though we turn ourselves all round to show them.
Felix Holt, the Radical (1866)