“The familiar shape of the cross still gleamed above the distant forest, but now that I had found companions it no longer made any impression on me.” ChristianityLonelinessFickleness Book:Fires on the Plain Source: Fires on the Plain
“Walking along, I occasionally had to stop by the side of the road to spit out the mucus that kept rising in my throat. It rather pleased me to think of the malignant tubercle bacilli that I had brought from Japan being scorched to death under the tropical sun.” ConsumptionMucusTubercle Bacilli Book:Fires on the Plain Source: Fires on the Plain