The girl to whom Mozart was first engaged to be married became discontented with her choice when she saw more of the world, and gave up the composer.
She thought him too diminutive. “I knew nothing of the greatness of his genius,” she afterwards explained; “I saw him only a little man.”
How many of us act in the same way. We look on the outward person only, and forget that a very homely, even shabby exterior, may contain much goodness and greatness.