But a Congolese life is like the useless Congolese bill, which you can pile by the fistful or the bucketful into a merchant's hand, and still not purchase a single banana. It's dawning on me that I live among men and women who've simply always understood their whole existence is worth less than a banana to most white people. I see it in their eyes when they glance up at me.

The concept of romantic love as a widely accepted cultural value and as the ideal basis of marriage was a product of the nineteenth century.

The downfall learns to stay from up and give it to the down to get it's taste

Pride only helps us to be generous; it never makes us so, any more than vanity makes us witty.

Written By George Eliot

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