Of virtues I most warmly bless, Most rarely see, Unselfishness. And to put graver sins aside I own a preference for Pride.
“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
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