"I wonder now, if you spoke honestly out of your heart, what recipe you would give me for acquiring this same greatness; but I know it--better than you know it yourself. Would it be efficacious? Would it work? Yes--poverty, misery, bankruptcy. Oh, life is not what you think it, Lina!"
"But you are what I think you."
"I am not."
"You are better, then?"
"Far worse."

"And how would that happen? Oh, life is not what you think it, Lina!"
"But you are what I think you."
"I am not. I am far worse," said Moore.
