After supper, the men sprawled in their bunks or along the deacon-seat, and fearsomely they spat and swore, and fearsomely they lied.

It is an impressive interior, very Bodleyish, with elongatedly polygonal piers, their arches dying into the imposts, a transparent triforium or passage half below the clerestory windows.

At times, sublimation is nothing less than the highest destiny of part drives, whereas at other times it is present from the outset, the very foundation of psychic life, present in unconscious fantasies (fantasme) and representations that constitute its inchoactive form (Séchaud, 2005).

I was still a little tipsy, see, because Tony proposed to me on a booze cruise. You know a booze cruise? That′s where they take a fishing boat and wash all the fish guts off of it at night and turn it into a party boat.