Towards thee I roll, thou all-destroying but unconquering whale; to the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.

It’s interesting how Catholic and Buddhist monks both wear habits.

It's all about the “French Paradox,” that much-publicized puzzle of how French people eat all that fatty food and drink tons of wine, yet still manage to be svelte and sophisticated, not to mention cheese-eating surrender monkeys.

The dominant tree, often to the exclusion of many others, is Colophospermum mopane, commonly known as mopane or chanate.