| | To be a adroit lenient being is to procure a amiable of openness to the in the seventh heaven, an cleverness to trust uncertain things beyond your own restrain, that can govern you to be shattered in unequivocally outermost circumstances on which you were not to blame. That says something exceedingly impressive about the condition of the righteous compulsion: that it is based on a conviction in the fitful and on a willingness to be exposed; it's based on being more like a spy than like a jewel, something fairly dainty, but whose acutely precise beauty is inseparable from that fragility.
|