And yet, if the dark curtains that veiled the nursery windows at night, if the glimmering shape of the picture-frames, if the square black sides of the dolls' house were real, real also was the figure of her Friend, real his arousal in her of all the memories of the old days before she was Barbara Flint at all-real, too, his love, his care, his protection; as real, yes, as Miss Letts's bony figure.
"The Golden Scarecrow"
Hugh Walpole
The best, indeed the only preparation is arousal to a perception of something that needs explanation, something unexpected, puzzling, peculiar.
"How We Think"
John Dewey
Three days will suffice for the arousal of my wrath.
"The Reluctant Weapon"
Howard L. Myers