A serious prophet upon predicting a flood should be the first man to climb a tree. This would demonstrate that he was indeed a seer.

He saw that it was an ironical thing for him to be running thus toward that which he had been at such pains to avoid.

The man had arrived at that stage of drunkenness where affection is felt for the universe.

My vengeance is my guilt.

Yes$$$ I have a thousand tongues$$$<br>And nine and nighty-nine lie.<br>Though I strive to use the one$$$<br>It will make no melody at my will$$$<br>But is dead in my mouth.

None of them knew the color of the sky.

He vaguely desired to walk around and around the body and stare; the impulse of the living to try to read in dead eyes the answer to the Question.

AMANDA: I think very few people are completely normal really$$$ deep down in their private lives.

The quarrels of lovers are the renewal of love.

Only from the heart can you touch the sky.