Sonnet 120

That you were once unkind befriends me now,
And for that sorrow, which I then did feel,
Needs must I under my transgression bow,
Unless my nerves were brass or hammer’d steel.
For if you were by my unkindness shaken,
As I by yours, you’ve passed a hell of time;
And I, a tyrant, have no leisure taken
To weigh how once I suffered in your crime.
O! that our night of woe might have remembered
My deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits,
And soon to you, as you to me, then tendered
The humble salve, which wounded bosoms fits!
But that your trespass now becomes a fee;
Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me.

Fixated 執着

He counts xxxx, xxxx and xxxx among his myriad interests.
興味は多岐にわたる

phychographic 心理学的属性

perceived quality ブランド名ではなく自身の感覚から得る評価

relevance関連した

tepid water ぬるま湯 lukewarm opp. Hot

praise myself:

1. Did CJM
2. Did routine
3. Went to post
4. went to bed early
5. Started Coursera