How does one cure the soul? Through the senses

“Oh! I killed Bunbury this afternoon... I mean poor Bunbury died this afternoon.…”

“Някои хора са причина за радост навсякъде, където отидат; други - всеки път, ко…”

“Mas uma tonalidade de cor diferente, casual, num aposento, no céu de certa manh…”

“Oh, brothers! I don't care for brothers. My elder brother won't die, and my you…”