I trust you as holy men trust God; you could do nought that was not pure and loving, though the deed might pierce me unto death.
George EliotIf you had a table spread for a feast, and was making merry with your friends, you would think it was kind to let me come and sit down and rejoice with you, because you'd think I should to share those good things; but I should better to share in your trouble and your labour.
George Eliot