Incomplete quotes

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The quote is given as:

One of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savors of anticlimax ~ Unattributed

Describing Tom Buchanan, a Yale man and classmate of the narrator:"[He] had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven-a national figure in a way, one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savors of anticlimax,"
Author: F. Scott Fitzgerald

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"It resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they cannot be separated, often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing anyone who comes between them. " Sydney Smith

The "it" to which he refers is marriage.

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An event has happened, upon which it is difficult to speak, and impossible to be silent. ~ Edmund Burke

I have solved this quote many, many times and always wondered to what he was referring.

SPEECH
ON
THE SIXTH ARTICLE OF CHARGE.
THIRD DAY: TUESDAY, MAY 5, 1789.
My Lords,--Agreeably to your Lordships' proclamation, which I have just heard, and the duty enjoined me by the House of Commons, I come forward to make good their charge of high crimes and misdemeanors against Warren Hastings, Esquire, late Governor-General of Bengal, and now a prisoner at your bar.
My Lords, since I had last the honor of standing in this place before your Lordships, An event has happened, upon which it is difficult to speak, and impossible to be silent.

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The lightning flashes through my skull; mine eyeballs ache and ache; my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling on some stunning ground. ~ Herman Melville

[Sudden, repeated flashes of lightning; the nine flames leap lengthwise
to thrice their previous height; Ahab, with the rest, closes his eyes,
his right hand pressed hard upon them.]

"I own thy speechless, placeless power; said I not so?
Nor was it wrung from me; nor do I now drop these links.
Thou canst blind; but I can then grope. Thou canst consume;
but I can then be ashes. Take the homage of these poor eyes,
and shutter-hands. I would not take it. The lightning
flashes through my skull; mine eyeballs ache and ache;
my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling on some
stunning ground. Oh, oh! Yet blindfold, yet will I talk to thee.
Light though thou be, thou leapest out of darkness;
but I am darkness leaping out of light, leaping out of thee!

From Moby Dick