Our bodies are our gardens, to the which our wills are gardeners: so that if we will plant nettles, or sow lettuce, set hyssop and weed up thyme, supply it with one gender of herbs, or distract it with many, either to have it sterile with idleness, or manured with industry, why, the power and corrigible authority of this lies in our wills.

A dank duochrome prevailed, matte silver and green-black, curled fog strangling the pines.

Fo-hsiang Pavilion in I-ho Park, a popular sight-seeing spot in the northwestern suburbs of Peking. Situated atop Wan-shou Hill, this structure stands some 150 feet high and commands a fine view of K'un-ming Lake.

[…] we have autotoxaemias, ailmentary tissue, and reabsorbing toxaemias.