The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman

When we have got to the end of this chapter (but not before) we must all turn back to the two blank chapters, on the account of which my honour has lain bleeding this half hour -- -- -I stop it, by pulling off one of my yellow slippers and throwing it with all my violence to the opposite side of my room, with a declaration at the heel of it -- -- -

-- -- That whatever resemblance it may bear to half the chapters which are written in the world, or for aught I know may be now writing in it -- that it was as casual as the foam of Zeuxis his horse; besides, I look upon a chapter which has only nothing in it, with respect; and considering what worse things there are in the world -- -- -That it is no way a proper subject for satire -- -- --