Bacchus hath drowned more men than Neptune.

I have this theory that the likeability question comes up so much more with female characters created by female authors than it does with male characters and male authors.

We did this together. We, as a team, made history tonight.

How should all the apparatus of heaven and earth make poetry for a mind that had no movements of awe and tenderness, no sense of fellowship which thrills from the near to the distant, and back again from the distant to the near?

Written By George Eliot

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