tangent, but that paragraph in Middlemarch is my favourite thing that George Eliot ever wrote. it occurs to me often, when i look at humanity's general indifference to human suffering, large and small. maybe that indifference is necessary. but that doesn't stop it from being tragic.
'If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.'