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George Eliot’s Portrait of the artist as a young man is perhaps one of the most famous literary novels in English. The novel gives us an unforgettable portrait of the artist as a young man, but it also shows us something very interesting about him. He has a few very strong opinions about his mother. They are quite irreverent, but they are also quite honest.
We can be sure that he does not agree with everything she says about his father, but he also knows that she is absolutely right about her own son. The idea of his mother's life after death is different from what he believes about his father's life after death, but he does not tell us that the story is wrong. He simply says that she is living and there is no denying that she lives.
Source: His Wicked Ways
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