What love makes us do

So I finished Felix Holt: The Radical, and liked it immensely. I have read criticisms that the plot was contrived, but I couldn't care less; I did so love the story. And I feel quite inspired to great heroics. Here is one last (perhaps) snippet (italics mine):

There was something which she now felt profoundly to be the best thing that life could give her. But – if it was to be had at all – it was not to be had without paying a heavy price for it, such as we must pay for all that is greatly good. A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman’s life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul’s highest needs, is not be to had where and how she wills: to know that high initiation, she must often tread where it is hard to tread, and feel the chill air, and watch through darkness. It is not true that love makes all things easy: it makes us choose what is difficult.

George Eliot

Felix Holt: The Radical, Chapter XLIX