奥里森·马登/OrisonMarden
"Idonotknowhowitiswithotherswhenspeakingonanimportantquestion," saidHenryClay, ", Iloseallsenseofpersonalidentity, oftime, orofsurroundingobjects."
"Abankneverbecomesverysuccessful," saysanotedfinancier, "untilitgetsapresidentwhotakesittobedwithhim."
"Menarenothing," exclaimedMontaigne, "untiltheyareexcited." Astheyoungloverhasfinersenseandmoreacutevisionandseesintheobjectofhisaffectionsahundredvirtuesandcharmsinvisibletoallothereyes, soamanpermeatedwithenthusiasmhashispowerofperceptionheightenedandhisvisionmagnifieduntilheseesbeautyandcharmsotherscannotdiscernwhichcompensatefordrudgery, privations, hardships, andevenpersecution.
Dickenssayshewashaunted, possessed, spirit—, .
"HerrCapellmeister, Ishouldliketocomposesomething; howshallIbegin?" askedayouthoftwelve, whohadplayedwithgreatskillonthepiano.
"Pooh, Pooh;" repliedMozart, "youmustwait."
"ButyoubeganwhenyouwereyoungerthanIam," saidtheboy.
"Yes, soIdid," saidthegreatcomposer, ", hewritesbecausehecan'thelpit."
, insomeeffectualdegree, thereisineveryboythematerialofgoodworkintheworld; ineveryboy, notonlyinthosewhoarebrilliant, notonlyinthosewhoarequick, butinthosewhoarestolid, andeveninthosewhoaredull, , thedullnesswilldaybydayclearaway, undertheinfluenceofthegoodwill.
