Went over to Macy’s, because they’re having a sale on comforters. (Items that caustically describe your faults and the inability you’ll overcome them, human nature being depressingly immutable, were not on sale.)
"I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
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