Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Daily Dose

From Felix Holt, The Radical, by George Eliot


"Felix felt himself in danger of getting into a rage.  There is hardly any mental misery worse than that of having our own serious phrases, our own rooted beliefs, caricatured by a charlatan or a hireling.  He began to feel the sharp lower edge of his tin pint-measure, and to think it a tempting misale."

From Chapter XI

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