"Don’t believe a word of it!" said Doge at once. "Not a word, Harry! Let nothing tarnish your memories of Albus Dumbledore!"
Harry looked into Doge’s earnest, pained face and felt, not reasured, but frustrated. Did Doge really think it was that easy, Harry could simply choose not to believe? Didn’t Doge understand Harry’s need to be sure, to know everything?
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"Brachioradialis is a major exception to the rule that
(1) the radial nerve supplies only extensor muscles and
(2) that all flexors lie in the anterior (flexor) compartment.”
- Moore, Keith, et al., Clinically Oriented Anatomy (6th ed.)
"The Rhomboids retract and rotate the scapula."
-Moore, et al., Clinically Oriented Anatomy (6th ed.)
* “Arm” = upper extremity in layman’s terms
"The internal pudendal veins accompany the internal pudendal arteries and join to form a single vein that enters the internal iliac vein. These veins drain blood from the external genitalia or pudendum (L. pudere, to be ashamed).” -Moore, Keith, et al., Clinically Oriented Anatomy (6th ed)
Best Jim prank evah!
MY NEW PRISON IS SHAME!!!
LET IT GO hence
LET IT GO hence, dissolve and be no body
Drop it, release it, drop it gently, as a stone is loosed from fingers drooping over a still pool
LET IT GO down, sink, fall away
Once below the surface there are no divisions, no layers in the eater yielding all the way down
All one and all unwounded is that element
Send it voyaging
It will not come again
LET IT GO down
The hnau rises from it
This is the second life, the other beginning
Open, oh, coloured world, without weight, without shore
You are second and better
This was first and feeble
Once the worlds were hot within and brought forth life, but only the pale plants, the dark plants
We see their children when they grow today, out of the sun’s light in the sad places
After, the heaven made grow another kind of worlds: the high climbers, the bright-haired forests, cheeks of flowers
First were the darker, then the brighter
First was the worlds’ brood, then the sun’s brood
- C.S. Lewis, Out of the Silent Planet
"Body is movement. If it is at one speed, you smell something; if at another, you hear a sound; if at another, you see a sight; if at another you neither see nor hear nor know the body in any way.
The swiftest thing that touches our senses is light. We do not truly see light, we only see slower things lit by it, so that for us light is no the edge - the last thing we know before things become too swift for us. But the body on an eldil is a movement swift as light; you may say its body is made of light, but not of what which is light for the eldil. His ‘light’ is a swifter movement which for us is nothing at all; and what we call light is for him a thing like water, a visible thing, a thing he can touch and bathe in - even a dark thing when not illuminated by the swifter. And what we call firm things - flesh and earth - seems to him thinner, and harder to see, than our light, and more like clouds, and nearly nothing. To us the eldil is a thin, half-real body that can go through walls and rocks: to himself he goes through them because he is solid and firm and they are like cloud. And what is true light to him fills the heaven, so that he will plunge into the rays of the sun to refresh himself from is, is to us the black nothing in the sky at night.”
-C.S. Lewis, Out of the Silent Planet