jekyll-and-hyde

This, too, was myself. It seemed natural and human. In my eyes it bore a livelier image of the spirit, it seemed more express and single, than the imperfect and divided countenance I had been hitherto accustomed to call mine. And in so far I was doubtless right. I have observed that when I wore the semblance of Edward Hyde, none could come near to me at first without a visible misgiving of the flesh. This, as I take it, was because all human beings, as we meet them, are commingled out of good and evil: and Edward Hyde, alone in the ranks of mankind, was pure evil.

I see I have this patience to wait it out, and the truth is no matter how dark I feel I would never take my own life, because when the darkness is over, then what a blessing is the feeblest ray of light!

The Professor is coming...

This isn__ a duality. I__ not one of the Balfour Academy soldiers, drinking a potion to become virile, ugly, and monstrously strong. There isn__ a lever inside me that determines which of me you__e talking to at once. A knife can cut or stab. The label doesn__ change. It__ still a knife.

The thoughts of his mind, besides, were of the gloomiest dye; and when he glanced at the companion of his drive, he was conscious of some touch of that terror of the law and the law__ officers, which may at times assail the most honest.