ill-apportioned

Updated: June 12, 2025

All life was to him more or less a struggle with physical ill. But it was not so primarily that he conceived it. The physical ill was nothing except as representing a philosophical necessity. That lad, with all his raw certainties of himself, his knowledge, his Voltaire the poor minister felt once or twice a piteous envy of him, as he sat on through the night hours. Life was ill-apportioned.

Mrs. Humphry Ward - The History of David Grieve