William Dean Howells,
A Hazard of New Fortunes — Part Fifth…
(1890)
“ But no man can feel this as things are now; and so we go on, pushing and pulling, climbing and crawling, thrusting aside and trampling underfoot; lying, cheating, stealing; and then we get to the end, covered with blood and dirt and sin and shame, and look back over the way we've come to a palace of our own, or the poor-house, which is about the only possession we can claim in common with our brother-men, I don't think the retrospect can be pleasing.""I know, I know!" said his wife. "I think of those things, too, Basil. Life isn't what it seems when you look forward to it. ”
