This is the rule, and there is no way to free oneself of it: as soon as the thought has arisen, it must be followed to the very end.
“Misery is manifold. The wretchedness of the earth is uniform. Overreaching the wide horizon as the rainbow, its hues are as various as the hues of that arch; as distinct too, yet as intimately blended.”
Edgar Allen Poe | “Berenice”
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