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Portrait of Mark Twain Mark Twain A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court… (1889)

For a while it did seem that these people would pass the king before I could get to him; but desperation gives you wings, you know, and I canted my body forward, inflated my breast, and held my breath and flew. I arrived. And in plenty good enough time, too.
"Pardon, my king, but it's no time for ceremony—jump! Jump to your feet—some quality are coming!"
"Is that a marvel? Let them come."
"But my liege! You must not be seen sitting. Rise!—and stand in humble posture while they pass. You are a peasant, you know."
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Portrait of Mark Twain Mark Twain A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court… (1889)

I have done some indiscreet things in my day, but this thing of playing myself for a prophet was the worst. Still, it had its ameliorations. A prophet doesn't have to have any brains. They are good to have, of course, for the ordinary exigencies of life, but they are no use in professional work. It is the restfulest vocation there is. When the spirit of prophecy comes upon you, you merely cake your intellect and lay it off in a cool place for a rest, and unship your jaw and leave it alone; it will work itself: the result is prophecy.
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Portrait of Mark Twain Mark Twain A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court… (1889)

If you have ever seen an active, heedless, enterprising child going diligently out of one mischief and into another all day long, and an anxious mother at its heels all the while, and just saving it by a hair from drowning itself or breaking its neck with each new experiment, you've seen the king and me.
If I could have foreseen what the thing was going to be like, I should have said, No, if anybody wants to make his living exhibiting a king as a peasant, let him take the layout; I can do better with a menagerie, and last longer.
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