There are persons who, when they cease to shock us, cease to interest us.
When reason and unreason come into contact, an electrical shock occurs. This is called polemics.
Sometimes it takes a brush with eternity – a crash, an illness, some shock to the system – to get you really thinking about what you want to do with your limited time here, and why you’re living on this wobbling dirt clod in the first place.
Obscenity is whatever happens to shock some elderly and ignorant magistrate.
Nothing but an imperious intellectual and moral necessity can drive into doubt a religious mind, for it is as though an earthquake shook the foundations of the soul, and the very being quivers and sways under the shock.