From Middlemarch (1871–72) by George Eliot.
Tuesday, 4 August 2009
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"But the effect of her being on those around her was incalculably diffusive: for the growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs."
Posted by quedula at 08:21