existential crisis

He ate and drank impulsively in heavy meals at long intervals. As the days wore on, his utter carelessness of any consideration so intensified our distress and danger that I had, much as I loathed doing it, to resort to threats, and at last to blows. But he wa...

“Because,” he said sternly, “it is too late--or too early. “This was stolen in the night.” “How, stolen,” I asked in wonder, “since you have it now?” “Because I get it back from the worthless wretch who stole it, from the woman who robbed the dead and the livi...

He looked very sad at this, so I said that he must clear out some of them, at all events. He cheerfully acquiesced in this, and I gave him the same time as before for reduction. He disgusted me much while with him, for when a horrid blow-fly, bloated with some...

But a learned man, a philosopher, is nothing if not a philosopher, when he keeps his ideas calm and collected; and certainly the Professor possessed this quality to perfection. I heard him, as I sat in silence, murmuring words of geological science. As I under...

He extended a thin white hand and spoke in almost a complaining tone. The morning service was over, I was walking through the roads to clear my brain for the afternoon, and then—fire, earthquake, death!