In the process of sorting through e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g I own and selling or giving most of it away, I found this little star I bought from another artist many years ago. Definitely a keeper.
It was a timely reminder for myself and I hope for anyone reading this.
Mary Ann Evans, known by her pen name, George Eliot, was an English novelist, poet, journalist, translator and one of the leading writers of the Victorian era. That quote is attributed to her. She also wrote this poem... which is another good reminder that even the smallest act of kindness goes a long way.
Count That Day Lost
If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went—
Then you may count that day well spent.
But if, through all the livelong day,
You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay—
If, through it all
You've nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face—
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost—
Then count that day as worse than lost.
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard,
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went—
Then you may count that day well spent.
But if, through all the livelong day,
You've cheered no heart, by yea or nay—
If, through it all
You've nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face—
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost—
Then count that day as worse than lost.
đŸ’—until next time-
susie
Nice
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