"You ain't a man, you're a...." "[Greek: skias hovar havthropos]" ...

"Man is the dream of a shadow," suggested Bear dreamily with a hiccup....
"D'yer know where you _are_, you ..." roared Hawker.
"Dear Heart, I am in hell," replied the recumbent one, "but by the Mercy of God I'm splendidly drunk.

Yes, hell.

'_Lasciate ogni speranza,_' sweet Amaryllis.

I am Morag of the Misty Way.