These are all terrible traits indeed, but even a person who is so lost, left to groping around in the darkness, may find their way again.
Imagine, if you would, a small group of trees. All but one of them are oaken. The last, a willow. A fierce storm blows through, tearing the oaks in half, leaving only the willow. And why is that? Because for all the terrible things the willow tree might be, it still held the capacity to bend and to yield. The absence of such a quality, as the oak trees demonstrated, leads only to demise.