Nor is our body made of one parte onely, but of manye and diuerſe. […] The diuers placyng and vſe is not to the member reprochful, but this varietie rather apertayneth to the welth of the whole body.

“Yet I've noticed the same thing when your band plays—the most amazing social coherence, as if you all shared the same brain.” “Sure,” agreed “Dope,” “but you can't call that organization.” “What do you call it?” “Jass.”

The Cape Malay, a people of whom I had never heard before our arrival, grasped eagerly at the demoralizing doctrine of a plurality of wives, and crowded around the sacred men who could uncurb the bit of sensuality and render null and void the restraining laws of bigamy.

I have seen tempests, when the scolding winds / Have rived the knotty oaks[…]