“I go among the Fields and catch a glimpse of a Stoat or a fieldmouse peeping out of the withered grass – the creature hath a purpose and its eyes are bright with it. I go amongst the buildings of a city and I see a Man hurrying along – to what? the Creature has a purpose and his eyes are bright with it. But then, as Wordsworth says, `we have all one human heart’ – there is an ellectric fire in human nature tending to purify – so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism. The pity is that we must wonder at it: as we should at finding a pearl in rubbish.”
~ John Keats, excerpt from a letter. Hat Tip to Patrick Krup at Anecdotal Evidence.