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"No one knows how greatness comes to a man. It
may lie in his blackness, sleeping, or it may lance into him like those driven
fiery particles from outer space. These things, however, are known about
greatness: need gives it life and puts it in action; it never comes without
pain; it leaves a man changed, chastened, and exalted at the same time--he can
never return to simplicity."— John Steinbeck, Sweet Thursday (1954)
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