fear and reason haunt the night courage and hubris, day a shadow never resting nor the lie two paths before us lay what befalls our feet but worry of profits and lovers lost but twice deciding day and night dilemma of greatest cost
fear and reason haunt the night courage and hubris, day a shadow never resting nor the lie two paths before us lay what befalls our feet but worry of profits and lovers lost but twice deciding day and night dilemma of greatest cost
Isn’t it only the indulgent man who can disdain himself enough to muster the hatred to look for the ugliness inside him—some men even with a grin and gallows humor?
The Prodigal