Perhaps$$$ he thought$$$ if I only think of this second$$$ this moment$$$ the train won't come at all. Think of the water$$$ think of now.

At any rate$$$ during the few hours when the depressive state itself eased off long enough to permit the luxury of concentration$$$ I had recently filled this vacuum with fairly extensive reading and I had absorbed many fascinating and troubling facts.

Punning is a talent which no man affects to despise but he that is without it.

I haven't understood a bar of music in my life$$$ but I have felt it.

Traitors hoist by their own petard?--or victims of the gods?--we shall never know!

There are few$$$ very few$$$ that will own themselves in a mistake.

Mackenzies buried a rapist at a crossroads$$$ with a spear thrust in the soil above; and they buried him living when they could$$$ as a sacrifice to turn aside the anger of the Earth Powers.

Against fashion$$$ even tyrants struggle in vain.

He didn't like being the sensible one of the group. Everyone always made fun of the sensible one. He'd rather be the wild and crazy one. But$$$ somehow$$$ he always ended up sensible.

I'm so tired of being lonely$$$ she thought. I'm so tired of never going out$$$ of never being with a boy$$$ of never having a boy care about me.