"There is something about this ceaseless buzz, and hurry, and bustle, that keeps a stranger in a state of unwholesome excitement all the time, and makes him restless and uneasy, and saps from him all the capacity to enjoy anything or take a strong interest in any matter whatsoever -- something which impels him to try to do everything, and yet permits him to do nothing."
Mark Twain, Mark Twain Himself: A Pictorial Biography
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