If not yet lost to all the sense of shame.
The tongue of man is a twisty thing, there are plenty of words there of every kind.
I've finally tapped into that spirit of self-destruction that makes rock-n-roll the king of music!
Being eaten by a crocodile is just like going to sleep...in a giant blender.
[B]ut it is only what happens, when they die, to all mortals. The sinews no longer hold the flesh and the bones together, and once the spirit has let the white bones, all the rest of the body is made subject to the fire's strong fury, but the soul flitters out like a dream and flies away.
A guest never forgets the host who has treated him kindly.