Dammit, that yodel of triumph of yours was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard in my life.

THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums

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“I tried to utter, but could not. The tongue had got all tangled up with the uvula, and the brain seemed paralyzed. I was feeling the same stunned feeling which, I imagine, Chichester Clam must have felt as the door of the potting shed slammed and he heard Boko starting to yodel without — a nightmare sensation of being but a helpless pawn in the hands of Fate.”

― P.G. Wodehouse

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