I go through insanity before a show. It's not really a process but it's like absolute mortal fear.
Jove lifts the golden balances that show The fates of mortal men, and things below.
Like countless first-year medical students, immersed in the symptoms of one disease after another, I am alert to the tingles and pangs, the throbs and quivers of my mortal body, each one of which is potentially a sign of the end.
For [D. H. ] Lawrence, existence was one continuous convalescence; it was as though he were newly reborn from a mortal illness every day of his life. What these convalescent eyes saw, his most casual speech would reveal.