If you are looking exclusively up and you can see
everything through the prism of the own nose, don't
be surprised, if one day, you will stumble over the
ordinary stone. It lies on the earth, on which you
are treading. It is unimportant, that you want to
knock stars with the nose.
Maria Barbara Korynt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-jumble-thinks-29/
