Yesterday, I read this and thought it very fitting. . .
Ungracious wretch,
Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves,
Where manners ne'er were preached! Out of my sight!
(Twelfth Night)
Today, I read this and felt remorseful. . .
I think thou never wast where grace was said.
(Measure for Measure)
Unfortunately, my remorse only lasted until 4th hour started.
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