I could also see that he was an overgeneralizer and a dogmatist, and therefore a poor scientist.

Luckily an ambulance arrived quickly and he was rushed to hospital. (UK)

It was worthless land on the north edge of the chalk country, and he got a large tract of it, which he wired off.

Guildenstern. The King, sir— Hamlet. Ay, sir, what of him? Guildenstern. Is in his retirement, marvellous distemper’d. Hamlet. With drink, sir? Guildenstern. No, my lord; rather with choler.