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I won't be stifled, not by the most glorious music, for people are more glorious, and you hide them from me.
The young man was even more surprised than his guests, and for two minutes he was speechless.
Or was it that, being as weak of sight as he was shy of mind, he drew less pleasure from the reflection of the glowing sensible world through the prism of a language manycoloured and richly storied than from the contemplation of an inner world of individual emotions mirrored perfectly in a lucid supple periodic prose?
"'No good can ever come of falsehood, mother,' she said.
