the sum of my parts
I'm soft and mushy. Like a delicate berry. A delicate berry that pretends it's a bramble.
A lot of stuff.
Procrastination. Oh no, wait, I'm doing that tomorrow.
For in everything it is no easy task to find the middle ... anyone can get angry—that is easy—or give or spend money; but to do this to the right person, to the right extent, at the right time, with the right motive, and in the right way, that is not for everyone, nor is it easy; wherefore goodness is both rare and laudable and noble.