At times, people with psychotic disorders lose touch with reality.

He whipped in a dangerous cross, and Faulkner headed into the net.

Soon we could see the innumerable banners fluttering, and then the sun struck the sea of armor and set it all aflash. Yes, it was a fine sight; I hadn’t ever seen anything to beat it.

Will he sing it, I wonder? Chantoozie, I ain't much of a songer any more. I just done that because I was told it was a colorful trait."