More from George Eliot
What do we live for, if it is not to make life less difficult for each other?
Middlemarch (1871)In context- Often credited to T. S. Eliot
He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
Adam Bede (1859), Chapter 33
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C. S. Lewis1898–1963The Abolition of Man



