"Croissant": However you choose to pronounce it at home, it is perhaps worth nothing that outside the United States, the closer you can come to saying "kwass-ohn," the sooner you can expect to be presented with one.
Bill BrysonI love everything about motels. I can't help myself. I still get excited every time I slip a key into a motel room door and fling it open.
Bill BrysonWhen I awoke it was daylight. The inside of my tent was coated in a curious flaky rime, which I realized after a moment was all of my nighttime snores, condensed and frozen and pasted to the fabric, as if into a scrapbook of respiratory memories.
Bill BrysonI had always thought that once you grew up you could do anything you wanted - stay up all night or eat ice-cream straight out of the container.
Bill BrysonIn the morning I awoke early and experienced that sinking sensation that overcomes you when you first open your eyes and realize that instead of a normal day ahead of you, with its scatterings of simple gratifications, you are going to have a day without even the tiniest of pleasures; you are going to drive across Ohio.
Bill Bryson