Let him betray his friend’s confidence, and he will adore that same cunning complexity called Chance, which gives him the hope that his friend will never know.
一个人若辜负朋友的信任,就会崇拜那同样诡谲难测、名为“机缘”的东西,因为它让他盼望朋友永远不会知情。
— George Eliot · Silas Marner · Chapter IX —