“ to me it is one of the most odious things in a girl's life, that there must always be some supposition of falling in love coming between her and any man who is kind to her, and to whom she is grateful. ”
George Eliot, Middlemarch (1872). copy citation
Author | George Eliot |
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Source | Middlemarch |
Topic | love kindness gratitude |
Date | 1872 |
Language | English |
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Weblink | http://www.gutenberg.org/files/145/145-h/145-h.htm |
Context
“«Pray sit down,» said Mary; «you will not be so heavy a bore as Mr. John Waule, who was here yesterday, and he sat down without asking my leave.»
«Poor fellow! I think he is in love with you.»
«I am not aware of it. And to me it is one of the most odious things in a girl's life, that there must always be some supposition of falling in love coming between her and any man who is kind to her, and to whom she is grateful. I should have thought that I, at least, might have been safe from all that. I have no ground for the nonsensical vanity of fancying everybody who comes near me is in love with me.»
Mary did not mean to betray any feeling, but in spite of herself she ended in a tremulous tone of vexation.” source
«Poor fellow! I think he is in love with you.»
«I am not aware of it. And to me it is one of the most odious things in a girl's life, that there must always be some supposition of falling in love coming between her and any man who is kind to her, and to whom she is grateful. I should have thought that I, at least, might have been safe from all that. I have no ground for the nonsensical vanity of fancying everybody who comes near me is in love with me.»
Mary did not mean to betray any feeling, but in spite of herself she ended in a tremulous tone of vexation.” source