When everything else is packed, we can take down the tent.

Pasicles the philosopher, brother unto Crates, comming to salute one, whereas he should have carried his hand to his knee, carried the same unto his genitories [translating genitoires]: The partie saluted having rudely pusht him away. What, quoth he, is not that part yours as well as the other?

I didn't need to make a mental note not to follow their advice: like every other pretentious foreigner from the gap year rahs to the retired yoga addicts, I had no intention of stepping into a shopping centre. I was going to discover the real India.

, Bk.I, New York 2001, pp.147-8: Blood is a hot, sweet, temperate, red humour, prepared in the meseraic veins, and made of the most temperate parts of the chylus in the liver […].