And if a double-decker bus / Crashes into us

I quitted the National Assembly, where a questor to succeed General Negrier, who was killed in June, was being nominated, and went to M. de Chateaubriand's house, No. 110, Rue du Bac. I was received by M. de Preuille, son-in-law of his nephew.

I'd never given a dharma talk before, much less in the local Lao dialect, to hundreds of people. I just got up there, and he said, Tell them what you know of the dharma, go to it.

Meanwhile, the wafts from his old home pleaded, whispered, conjured, and finally claimed him imperiously.