Before books came into my life, I was given to stargazing and daydreaming. When books were given me, I fell upon them as a glutton pounces on his meat after a period of enforced starvation.
He lay all that day on a bed, vnwilling to ſpeake to any perſon; and the night being come, he depriued himſelfe of his companions: he tooke to the largeſt and deſolateſt wood, ſhunning the meeting of men, more like a ſauge beaſt, deſiring to die farre from the ſociety and companie of men, ſince they were the cauſe of his ſorrow.
Just the other day I prevented a cesarean section on a woman, quadripara, with three living children, the first of which alone was at all difficult; the indication placed by the physician was that he didn't want to tear her perineum.
Well, she was a deep-throater, took it all the way in.
