May every soul that touches mine - be it the slightest contact - get there from some good; some little grace; one kindly thought; one aspiration yet unfelt; one bit of courage for the darkening sky; one gleam of faith to brave the thickening ills of life; one glimpse of brighter skies beyond the gathering mists - to make this life worthwhile.
George EliotA bachelor's children are always young: they're immortal children - always lisping, waddling, helpless, and with a chance of turning out good.
George Eliot