Habit is a cable; we weave a thread of it each day, and at last we cannot break it.
Habit is a cable; we weave a thread of it each day, and at last we cannot break it.
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A life lived in the margins and the footnotes of himself - his epitaph: He Digressed
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and…