I am one of those whose stories are boring yet he recounts them to his friends as if they are clever and witty. Please ignore the faults you will find in me.
I consider myself intelligent yet trivial and easy things to remedy have the power to absorb and perplex my intelligence. This does not have it’s origins in lack of skill but an excess of laziness. I envy the well read, erudite and eloquent men and hope that one day I will be able to write sonnets and epigrams a plenty to complete a short biography and baptize them with whatever name I want.