'...There are two kinds of composure. One is morbid and arises from a feeble or fatigued vitality. It betokens a genuine lack of interest in all things and is the least pleasing form of egoism. The other kind, which is magnetic, is the sign of complete sanity - a heart at peace and a physical organisation without weakness...'
from Love and the Soul Hunters by John Oliver Hobbes (Chapter II)
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