Sorrow is tranquility remembered in emotion.
The plot is so tired that even this reviewer, who in infancy was let drop by a nurse with the result that she has ever since been mystified by amateur coin tricks, was able to guess the identity of the murderer from the middle of the book.
I've finally gotten to the bottom of things.
Ducking for apples -- change one letter and it's the story of my life.
When you have to apologize, it is well, I suppose, to get the thing over quickly.
This is not a novel to be tossed aside lightly. It should be thrown with great force.