'There is no terror, brotherToby, in its looks, but what it borrowsfromgroans and convulsionsand theblowing of noses, and the wiping away of tears with the bottoms ofcurtains, ina dying man'sroomStrip itofthese, what is it?''Tis better in battle than in bed,'said my uncle Toby.
"He shall not die, by God," cried my uncle Toby. The Accusing Spirit which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in: and the Recording Angel as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word and blotted it out forever.Laurence Sterne
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