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I've started reading Daniel Deronda (1876) by George Eliot for the Classics Club Spin #10. I am completely taken with the writing style of Eliot and I believe that I couldn't be luckier in the spin. Anyway, today I will share with you a small passage about home.
A human life, I think, should be well rooted in some spot of a native land, where it may get the love of tender kinship for the face of earth, for the labors men go forth to, for the sounds and accents that haunt it, for whatever will give that early home a familiar unmistakable difference amid the future widening of knowledge: a spot where the definiteness of early memories may be inwrought with affection, and - kindly acquaintance with all neighbors, even to the dogs and donkeys, may spread not by sentimental effort and reflection, but as a sweet habit of the blood.
Have you read Daniel Deronda? What do you think of this passage? What makes a home to you?