"It is almost impossible for the poetess, once laurelled, to take off the crown for good or to reject values and taste of those who tender it."

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The secret of fortune is joy in our hands. Welcome evermore to gods and men is the self-helping man. For him all doors are flung wide. Him all tongues greet, all honors crown, all eyes follow with desire. Our love goes out to him and embraces him because he did not need it.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson