So strongly and metaphysically did I conceive of my situation then, that while earnestly watching his motions, I seemed distinctly to perceive that my own individuality was now merged in a joint stock company of two; that my free will had received a mortal wound; and that another's mistake or misfortune might plunge innocent me into unmerited disaster and death.
Therefore, I saw that here was a sort of interregnum in Providence; for its even-handed equity never could have so gross an injustice. And yet still further pondering—while I jerked him now and then from between the whale and ship, which would threaten to jam him—still further pondering, I say, I saw that this situation of mine was the precise situation of every mortal that breathes; only, in most cases, he, one way or other, has this Siamese connexion with a plurality of other mortals. If your banker breaks, you snap; if your apothecary by mistake sends you poison in your pills, you die.
There's so many poorly chosen words in that sentence. It's called 'taking advantage.' It's what gets you ahead in life. As you may or may not know, Lindsay and I have hit a bit of a rough patch. Marry me. Now, when you do this without getting punched in the chest, you'll have more fun. It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Michael! I hear the jury's still out on science. But I bought a yearbook ad from you, doesn't that mean anything anymore? No… but I'd like to be asked! It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. It's a hug, Michael. I'm hugging you. Now, when you do this without getting punched in the chest, you'll have more fun. Whoa, this guy's straight? I'm half machine.