We’re hardly responsible for the ideas that come to us, though we are a bit more so for what we do with them.
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We’re hardly responsible for the ideas that come to us, though we are a bit more so for what we do with them.
“Nothing is as tedious as the limping days,
When snowdrifts yearly cover all the ways,
And ennui, sour fruit of incurious gloom,
Assumes control of fate’s immortal loom”
Charles Baudelaire