“Attempts at description are stupid: who can all at once describe a human being? even when he is presented to us we only begin that knowledge of his appearance which must be completed by innumerable impressions under different circumstances.” —George Eliot, Daniel Deronda (1876)
I carry a straight edge with me for tidier underlining, but in this case I was either too excited or too lazy to dig it out.
2 thoughts on “from Daniel Deronda”
Just wondering if this is a library book or your own copy…
It’s my library book now.
…no, it’s my own copy. I write only love letters in library books.