I could feel his muscle tissues collapse under my force. It's ludicrous these mortals even attempt to enter my realm.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My body feels pretty unbelievable.
I shall now proceed to my own experience, which hath truly convinced me, the Lord is awakened as one out of sleep; and the voice of the Lord will shake terribly the earth.
We can be tired, weary and emotionally distraught, but after spending time alone with God, we find that He injects into our bodies energy, power and strength.
Let my body be delivered to the earth without attention to the place where it lies; nothing should be associated with my dusty remains. Shame on him who draws any attention to a rotted flesh that is already no longer mine: he is worshipping the worms nibbling it.
Let no one underestimate the need of pity. We live in a stony universe whose hard, brilliant forces rage fiercely.
I felt invincible. My strength was that of a giant. God was certainly standing by me. I smashed five saloons with rocks before I ever took a hatchet.
That brain of mine is something more than merely mortal, as time will show.
He who joyfully marches to music in rank and file has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would suffice.
Not without a shudder may the human hand reach into the mysterious urn of destiny.
Boy, it is not fun suffering in this body of weak flesh, but Jesus is straightening out all my crooked places.