I returned home treading on air...So at last dreams come to pass and I have sat in the sanctum of a publisher discussing my own book (Notice the hideous vulgarity of success already growing in me).
Yet - though it is very pleasant - you will understand me when I say that it has not the utter romance which the promise of it had a year ago. Once a dream has become a fact I suppose it loses something. This isn't affec-tation: we long & long for a thing and when it comes it turns out to be just a pleasant incident, very much like others.
C. S. Lewis (recounting to his friend Arthur Greeves how he felt after realizing his dream of becoming a published author)
The Collected Letters of C. S. Lewis, Vol 1. pg 413
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