Here and there among men, there are those who pause in the hurried rush to listen to the call of a life that is more real. . . He who sees and hears too much is cursed for a dreamer, a fanatic, or a fool, by the mad mob who, having eyes, see not, ears and hear not, and refuse to understand.
There is no great sport in having bullets flying about one in every direction, but I find they have less horror when among them than when in anticipation.