Were I but capable of interpreting to the world one half of the great thoughts and noble feelings which are buried in her grave, I should be the medium of a greater benefit to it, than is ever likely to arise from anything that I can write, unprompted and unassisted by her all but unrivaled wisdom.
J.S. Mill’s dedication of his magnum opus, On Liberty, to his wife Harriet, who had died just before the final draft was complete. Mill refused to amend the essay any further without her and published it to consecrate her memory.
Earlier, in a letter to her, he wrote “I shall never be satisfied unless you allow our best book, the book which is to come, to have our two names on the title page. It ought to be so with everything I publish, for the better half of it all is yours”