Existió un tiempo en que los hombres temían que alguien revelara algún secreto desconocido para sus semejantes. En la actualidad, temen que alguien vocee lo que todo el mundo sabe.

The attributes of God tell us what He is and who He is.

Here, in their midst, George feels a sort of vertigo. Oh God, what will become of them all? What chance have they? Ought I to yell out to them, right now, here, that it's hopeless?

Before such calm external beauty the presence of a vague fear is more distinctly felt - like a raven flapping its slow wing across the sunny air.

Written By George Eliot

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