[…] I noticed that Mom could barely hold a fork, write, walk, get up, sit down. She was verklemmt. Vermischt. More Yiddish words that mean what they sound like.

The centres of these systems are brought into closer structural relation with that of the sensori-volitional system as we ascend the scale of Invertebrated Animals

They were in two trunks (made exactly fit for them) that had the first letters of my christian and sirname decyphered upon them with nails; and on the first page of every book was my ordinary motto and name written at length in my own hand.

And yet, though you could not actually hear what the man was saying, you could not be in any doubt about its general nature.