No pleasure or success in life quite meets the capacity of our hearts. We take in our good things with enthusiasm, and think ourselves happy and satisfied; but afterward, when the froth and foam have subsided, we discover that the goblet is not more than half-filled with the golden liquid that was poured into it.
An ear will never do you wrong, but I know writers who. . . most of the language they use is just extracted language from other languages they've read. I am a big-time reader, but I mix and match.