I cannot begin to count the number of times I have moodled, set a sermon aside, often in midstream, and taken a walk through the church gardens, or around the city block, even caught a brief nap on the study sofa; in other words, I have let my mind lie fallow, and then returned to the task with inspiration renewed.

I believe these simple, crude noticings on my part must parallel the beginnings of systems of augury.

A little Lawsonizing might do the department mentioned a power of good in the way of housecleaning.

I am an Amerasian, why am I not allowed to stay here legally? Why do you try to keep me out, why do you discriminate against me?