The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream.
The beast was harmless and horrible; and the news must reach the others as soon as possible.
the conch exploded into a thousand white fragments and ceased to exist.
He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.
No human endeavour can ever be wholly good... it must always have a cost.
While I am on, I can discipline myself to that extent. When I am off, I can't discipline myself at all. On the other hand, when I am off, there are so many things I like doing, it doesn't really matter.