"My brain feels like a bomb, night and day.

It must expand! It must expand! A man's brain must expand, if it breaks up the universe." "I don't want the universe broken up just yet," drawled the Marquis.
"I want to do a lot of beastly things before I die.

I thought of one yesterday in bed." "No, if the only end of the thing is nothing," said Dr.Bull with his sphinx-like smile, "it hardly seems worth doing." The old Professor was staring at the ceiling with dull eyes.
"Every man knows in his heart," he said, "that nothing is worth doing." There was a singular silence, and then the Secretary said-- "We are wandering, however, from the point.

The only question is how Wednesday is to strike the blow.

I take it we should all agree with the original notion of a bomb.