A finely phrased evocation of the twin elements of human experience of time, every new morning or moment heralding good or bad for somebody somewhere.  We can only work towards increasing and making the most of ‘new forces’ for gladness, genius and love.

‘For there is no hour that has not its births of gladness and despair, no morning brightness that does not bring new sickness to desolation as well as new forces to genius and love.’

Source: George Eliot, Adam Bede (Harmondsworth: Penguin, 1985 (1859)), p. 338

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