A GREAT DAY
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, 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. George Eliot
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