Through the small acts of good by many unimportant people, by their myriads of unhistorical acts, the good of the world grows. Each day, be aware and give thanks that the reason things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is in great part owing to people who lived faithfully, doing what they might for the world and for others, unnoticed, and then went to rest in unvisited tombs. Let no man or woman suppose that the smallest act of good is wasted. All our help, whatever it be, is needed, and though we know not the time or the manner of harvest, be assured the fruit of every faithful service is gathered in. – An old Hebrew saying
