Arthur Stringer,
The Juggler
(1921)
“ So his immediate object in life was not so much to discover the fairy on the threshold as to keep the wolf from the door itself. Yet he nursed the entirely romantic delusion that Fame was something on which one might stub ones toe in the dark. Success was a sort of accident, the same as finding a dime on the street-curb; you went to bed a plodding juggler of a dozen or two wooden puppets, and you woke up the Greatest Dramatist of the Age.For Spindel's ambition, even when he came, a raw youth, from the middle west, was not merely to be an actor. ”
