You know the one, by Kahlil Gibran. Well, I've always found it a bit provocative of mental nausea, which I couldn't possibly admit to because so many people love it. I'm used to being out on a limb but not that much! So imagine my delight to find that Christopher Hitchens describes its contents as "bogus refulgences and sickly tautologies" (p18 of the Kindle version of Hitch 22 – yes, that is only how far I've got, crimson!).
nanaej I agree and 'effulge' is just as bad :P ariadne your post reminded me of Wordsworth's 'Splendour in the Grass':
“What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind ..."