Hans: [Y]ou can't conceive what a great fellow I'm going to be. The seed of immortality has sprouted within me.Deronda: Only a fungoid growth, I daresay - a crowing disease in the lungs.
George Eliot
Hans: [Y]ou can't conceive what a great fellow I'm going to be. The seed of immortality has sprouted within me.Deronda: Only a fungoid growth, I daresay - a crowing disease in the lungs.