Nothing on earth that man has invented, or is likely to invent, can cure your disease unless by God's grace the patient pitches in and helps himself.

Is that plain talk ?" Quest nodded and reached shakily for the prescription; but the doctor withheld it.
"You asked for plain talk; are you listening to what I'm saying ?" "Oh, hell, yes," burst out Quest; "I'm going to pull myself together.
Didn't I tell you I would?
But I've got to get a starter first, haven't I?
I've got to have something to key me up first.

I've explained to you that it's this crawling, squirming movement on the backs of my hands that I can't stand for.

I want it stopped; I'll take anything you dope out; I'll do any turn you call for----" "Very well.

I've told you to go to Mulqueen's.