I am almost frightened out of my seven senses.
They must take me for a fool, or even worse, a lunatic. And no wonder ,for I am so intensely conscious of my misfortune and my misery is so overwhelming that I am powerless to resist it and am being turned into stone, devoid of all knowledge or feeling.
My thoughts ran a wool-gathering.
Hunger is the best sauce in the world.
Get the better of yourself - this is the best kind of victory.
You are a devil at everything, and there is no kind of thing in the 'versal world but what you can turn your hand into.