I didn't have the heart to tell him we wouldn't ever come back here.

There was a crippled man down there […] . Convulsions made the man dance flappingly all the time, made him change his expressions, too, as though he were trying to imitate various famous movie stars.

Consequently it must be recognised that the rather amphibological expression soulless psychology implies no negation of the existence of the soul.

Snap! We've both got pink buckets and spades.