“In old days there were angels who came and took men by the hand and led them away from the city of destruction. We see no white-winged angels now. But yet men are led away from threatening destruction: a hand is put into theirs, which leads them forth gently towards a calm and bright land, so that they look no more backward; and the hand may be a little child's.”

—  George Eliot

Source: Silas Marner: The Weaver of Raveloe (1861), Chapter 14, end of (at page 131)

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English novelist, journalist and translator 1819–1880

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