George Eliot is a Wonder

From chapter 68 of Middlemarch:

For Bulstrode shrank from a direct lie with an intensity disproportionate to the number of his direct misdeeds. But many of those misdeeds were like the subtle muscular movements which are not taken account of in the consciousness, though they
bring about the end that we fix our mind on and desire. And it is only what we are naively conscious of that we can vividly imagine to be seen by Omniscience.