The standard dreaming of a society has to be listened to.
'Ms.' is a syllable which sounds like a bumble bee is breaking wind.
Every art is a church without communicants, presided over by a parish of the respectable. An artist is born kneeling; he fights to stand. A critic, by nature of the judgment seat, is born sitting.
Decades go faster toward the end of a century.
It took most people a lifetime to join the human race.
How clerks love refusing. It salves them for being clerks.