Beware the person who won't be bothered with details.

Beware of the person who can't be bothered by details.

Beware of the person who can't be bothered by details.

I am a feather for each wind that blows

I hate ingratitude more in a man
than lying, vainness, babbling, drunkenness,
or any taint of vice whose strong corruption
inhabits our frail blood".

I am not that feather to shake offMy friend when he must need me.