“Keep close the words of Syadasti: 'TIS AN ILL WIND THAT BLOWS NO MINDS. And remember that there is no tyranny in the State of Confusion. For further information, consult your pineal gland.”
“Tis an ill wind that blows no minds”
“Whoever said the soul and the body met in the pineal gland was a fool. It's the asshole, stupid.”
“what wind blows you here? nit an ill wind, I hope”
“Time is a wind that keeps blowing in my face and mumbling words that don't make sense.”
“And when we make choices informed by adepressive state of mind, they're more than likely to keep us stuck in our unhappiness.”