“Pain with the thousand teeth.”
“The thirst to know and understand, a large and liberal discontent.”
“And must I wholly banish hence these red and golden juices, and pay my vows to Abstinence, that pallidest of Muses?”
“His friends he loved. His direst earthly foes -- cats -- I believe he did but feign to hate. My hand will miss the insinuated nose, mine eyes the tail that wagg'd contempt at Fate.”