The prevarication and white lies which a mind that keeps itself ambitiously pure is as uneasy under as a great artist under the false touches that no eye detects but his own, are worn as lightly as mere trimmings when once the actions have become a lie.
一颗执意保持纯洁的心,对搪塞与善意谎言的不安,就像大艺术家对只有自己看得出的败笔那样敏感;可一旦行为本身成了谎言,这些话便像装饰一样,被轻轻松松地披在身上。
— George Eliot · Silas Marner · Chapter XIII —