I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.

Over the years, Leila had come to believe that politicians were literally made of special stuff, chemically different stuff. The senator was flabby and bad-haired and acne-scarred and yet completely magnetic.

It’s like the songs small children sing. ‘Shit and piss. And blood, and sperms and slime and vomit and pus and snot and sweat.

Hans: [Y]ou can't conceive what a great fellow I'm going to be. The seed of immortality has sprouted within me. Deronda: Only a fungoid growth, I daresay - a crowing disease in the lungs.

Written By George Eliot

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