Robert Louis Stevenson,
The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition…
“ I had long since prepared my tincture; I purchased at once, from a firm of wholesale chemists, a large quantity of a particular salt which I knew, from my experiments, to be the last ingredient required; and late one accursed night, I compounded the elements, watched them boil and smoke together in the glass, and when the ebullition had subsided, with a strong glow of courage drank off the potion.The most racking pangs succeeded; a grinding in the 287 bones, deadly nausea, and a horror of the spirit that cannot be exceeded at the hour of birth or death. ”
