It seems unpleasantly refined to put things off till someone knows.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
All knowledge is precious whether or not it serves the slightest human use.
The urge to purge the material I come up with is, I guess, an ongoing process.
The whole point of getting things done is knowing what to leave undone.
It cannot be precisely known how any thing is good or bad, till it is precisely known what it is.
If we think about the obvious long enough, it dissolves.
I don't want to sound smug but I am reasonably satisfied with how it's gone. I think it's fine.
It's easy to get rid of things when there is an obvious reason for doing so. It's much more difficult when there is no compelling reason.
I never guess. It is a shocking habit destructive to the logical faculty.
I know just how isolating it can feel to experience severe anxiety.
The nature of peoples is first crude, then severe, then benign, then delicate, finally dissolute.