But we have all a chance of meeting with some pity, some tenderness, some charity, when we are dead: it is the living only who cannot be forgiven - the living only from whom men's indulgence and reverence are held off, like the rain by the hard east wind. I have never fully unbosomed myself to any human being I have never been encouraged to trust much in the sympathy of my fellow-men. I wish to use my last hours of ease and strength in telling the strange story of my experience.If art does not enlarge men's sympathies, it does nothing morally.We have all a chance of meeting with some pity, some tenderness, some charity, when we are dead: it is the living only who cannot be forgiven - the living only from whom men's indulgence and reverence are held off. Letter to Charles Bray (15 November 1857).My own experience and development deepen everyday my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy.Quotes My own experience and development deepen everyday my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy. 1.12 Impressions of Theophrastus Such (1879).1.7 O May I Join the Choir Invisible (1867).

1.4 Silas Marner: The Weaver of Raveloe (1861).

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