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/