In the name of Annah the Allmaziful, the Everliving, the Bringer of Plurabilities, haloed be her eve, her singtime sung, her rill be run, unhemmed as it is uneven!

...rapid motion through space elates one.

Read your own obituary notice; they say you live longer. Gives you second wind. New lease of life.

To discover the mode of life or of art whereby my spirit could express itself in unfettered freedom.

Drugs age you after mental excitement. Lethargy then. Why? Reaction. A lifetime in a night. Gradually changes your character.

Shaw's works make me admire the magnificent tolerance and broadmindedness of the english.

A certain pride, a certain awe, withheld him from offering to God even one prayer at night, though he knew it was in God's power to take away his life while he slept and hurl his soul hellward ere he could beg for mercy.