“Ah, my old friend, anxiety-throwing itself into the blender with sheer terror and embarrassment.”
“Ah, there's no friends like the old friends.”
“Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.”
“Ah! How good it feels the hand of an old friend.”
“The basis of optimism is sheer terror.”
“It is the sheer ugliness and banality of everyday life which turns my blood to ice and makes me cringe in terror.”