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Will vented those adjuring interjections which imply that admiration is too strong for syntax; [...].

But the door-sill of marriage once crossed, expectation is concentrated on the present. Having once embarked on your marital voyage, it is impossible not to be aware that you make no way and that the sea is not within sight--that, in fact, you are exploring an enclosed basin.

Desværre ligger det ikke indenfor min evne at kunne på ligefrem måde virke for arbejderstandens vel.
Men jeg beder Dem udtale for [arbejder]samfundets medlemmer at af alle stænder i vort land er det arbejderstanden, som står mit hjerte nærmest, og jeg beder Dem tilføje at i den fremtid, som jeg tror på og håber på, vil der være forbeholdt arbejderen livsvilkår og en samfundstilstand, som jeg med levende glæde ønsker velkommen.

2.oktober trykte Social-Demokraten i København ’Et besøg hos Henrik Ibsen’, basert på en samtale med Ibsen om hans tale i Stockholm om ’det tredje riget’ [...]. Artikkelforfatteren hadde spurt Ibsen om hans stilling til ’det sociale Spørgsmaal’. Først var Ibsen vag; ’Digteren udtalte kun, at han troede, Socialismen havde en uhyre stor Fremtid for sig, men at han ikke ret var inde i vort Partis Former og Fordringer her i Danmark, og hentydede til Forskelligheder i de tyske og franske Socialisters Opfattelse.’ Intervjueren viste til at Bjørnson klart og utvetydig hadde sagt at han var sosialist: ’Hvorledes stiller De Dem, Dr. Ibsen?’ ’Ja det turde jeg ogsaa være,’ lød Digterens klare Svar, og jeg forstod, hvor ’det tredje Riget’ laa.’

But Mr. Farebrother met him with the same friendliness as before. The character of the publican and sinner is not always practically incompatible with that of the modern Pharisee, for the majority of us scarcely see more distinctly the faultiness of our own conduct than the faultiness of our own arguments, or the dulness of our own jokes. But the Vicar of St. Botolph's had certainly escaped the slightest tincture of the Pharisee, and by dint of admitting to himself that he was too much as other men were, he had become remarkably unlike them in this — that he could excuse others for thinking slightly of him, and could judge impartially of their conduct even when it told against him.

At all events, it is certain that if any medical man had come to Middlemarch with the reputation of having very definite religious views, of being given to prayer, and of otherwise showing an active piety, there would have been a general presumption against his medical skill.

Perhaps she was conscious of being tempted to steal from those who had much that she might give to those who had nothing, and carried in her conscience the guilt of that repressed desire. One must be poor to know the luxury of giving!

Vi tænker stærkt på, hvis alt går efter ønske, at tilbringe den kommende sommer oppe ved Skagen. Stedet har jo længe været søgt af malere og det store åbne hav drager os mægtigt. Helt op til Norge går i hvert fald jeg ikke. Forholdene, ånden og tonen deroppe, synes jeg, har lidet tiltrækkende ved sig. Det er højst pinligt at se med hvilken glubsk ivrighed de kaster sig over alskens småting, ret som om det var højvigtige sager.

Helst var jeg bleven hjemme; men efter de mange opfordringer, jeg har modtaget, kan jeg ikke godt undslå mig for at møde frem, især da 'Gengangere' er blevet et brændende literært og dramatisk spørsmål i Tyskland.
I Berlin er jeg forberedt på at møde adskillig modstand hos den konservative presse. Men også dette er for mig en medvirkende grund til at være tilstede.

Lydgate's private opinion was that Mr. Chichely might be the very coroner without bias as to the coats of the stomach, but he had not meant to be personal. This was one of the difficulties of moving in good Middlemarch society: it was dangerous to insist on knowledge as a qualification for any salaried office.

Fledgeby's mother offended her family by marrying Fledgeby's father. It is one of the easiest achievements in life to offend your family when your family want to get rid of you. Fledgeby's mother's family had been very much offended with her for being poor, and broke with her for becoming comparatively rich.

Fledgeby deserved Mr Alfred Lammle's eulogium. He was the meanest cur existing, with a single pair of legs. And instinct (a word we all clearly understand) going largely on four legs, and reason always on two, meanness on four legs never attains the perfection of meanness on two.

Sometimes ah think that people become junkies just because they subconsciously crave a wee bit ay silence.

The difficult task of knowing another soul is not for young gentlemen whose consciousness is chiefly made up of their own wishes.

'[...] I mean, there is a gentleman who may fall in love with you, seeing you almost every day.'
A certain change in Mary's face was chiefly determined by the resolve not to show any change.
'Does that always make people fall in love?' she answered, carelessly; 'it seems to me quite as often a reason for detesting each other.'

In fact, most men in Middlemarch, except her brothers, held that Miss Vincy was the best girl in the world, and some called her an angel. Mary Garth, on the contrary, had the aspect of an ordinary sinner [...].

"What did missy want with more books? What must you be bringing her more books for?"
"They amuse her, sir. She is very fond of reading."
"A little too fond," said Mr. Featherstone, captiously. "She was for reading when she sat with me. But I put a stop to that. She's got the newspaper to read out loud. That's enough for one day, I should think. I can't abide to see her reading to herself. You mind and not bring her any more books, do you hear?"

Old Featherstone would not begin the dialogue till the door had been closed. He continued to look at Fred with the same twinkle and with one of his habitual grimaces, alternately screwing and widening his mouth; and when he spoke, it was in a low tone, which might be taken for that of an informer ready to be bought off, rather than for the tone of an offended senior. He was not a man to feel any strong moral indignation even on account of trespasses against himself. It was natural that others should want to get an advantage over him, but then, he was a little too cunning for them.

Here Mr Featherstone pulled at both sides of his wig as if he wanted to deafen himself, [..].

'It strengthens the disease,' said the Rector's wife, much too well-born to be an amateur in medicine.