Exaggerated speeches hiding mediocre affections must be discounted; as if the fullness of the soul did not sometimes overflow in the emptiest of metaphors, since no one can ever give the exact measure of his needs, nor of his conception, nor of his sorrows; and since human speech is cracked like a tin kettle, on which we hammer out tunes to make bears dance when we long to move the stars. Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary