text_original: His long finger touched Hale's arm. "You, I, yonder mosquito on your sleeve, even one of the germs that is causing my malaria, all being individual living things, are the ultimate units of what I shall personify as the Mind.
text_transcription: HIS LONG FINGER TOUCHED HALE'S ARM YOU I YONDER MOSQUITO ON YOUR SLEEVE EVEN ONE OF THE GERMS THAT IS CAUSING MY MALARIA ALL BEING INDIVIDUAL LIVING THINGS ARE THE ULTIMATE UNITS OF WHAT I SHALL PERSONIFY AS THE MIND
phonemes: hɪz lˈɔŋ fˈɪŋɡɚ tˈʌtʃt hˈeɪlz ˈɑːɹm. "juː, ˈaɪ, jˈɑːndɚ məskˈiːɾoʊ ˌɔn jʊɹ slˈiːv, ˈiːvən wˈʌn ʌvðə dʒˈɜːmz ðæt ɪz kˈɔːzɪŋ maɪ mælˈɛɹiə, ˈɔːl bˌiːɪŋ ˌɪndᵻvˈɪdʒuːəl lˈɪvɪŋ θˈɪŋz, ɑːɹ ðɪ ˈʌltᵻmət jˈuːnɪts ʌv wʌt aɪʃˌɐl pɜːsˈɑːnᵻfˌaɪ æz ðə mˈaɪnd.