George Eliot, is frequently recognised as the greatest of the Victorian novelists.
Amos failed to touch the spring of goodness by his sermons, but he touched it effectually by his sorrows; and there was now a real bond between him and his flock.
– Scenes from Clerical Life
The secret of our emotions never lies in the bare object but in its subtle relations to our own past: no wonder the secret escapes the unsympathising, who may as well put on his spectacles to discern odours.
– Adam Bede
Lydgate being consulted by Casaubon on his illness: ‘He was at present too ill-acquainted with disaster to enter into the pathos of a lot where everything is below the level of tragedy except the passionate egoism of the sufferer’.