Common consistency implies unchangeableness; but much of the wisdom here below lives in a state of transition." "Ah!" murmured Mold, "my head goes round again." "Azzageddi aside, then, my lord, and also, for the nonce, the mysterious indweller, I come now to treat of myself as a lunatic.

But this last conceit is not so much based upon the madness of particular actions, as upon the whole drift of my ordinary and hourly ones; those, in which I most resemble all other Mardians.

It seems like going through with some nonsensical whim-whams, destitute of fixed purpose.

For though many of my actions seem to have objects, and all of them somehow run into each other; yet, where is the grand result?
To what final purpose, do I walk about, eat, think, dream?
To what great end, does Mohi there, now stroke his beard ?" "But I was doing it unconsciously," said Mohi, dropping his hand, and lifting his head.
"Just what I would be at, old man.

'What we do, we do blindly,' says old Bardianna.