In the last camp they all ate grass, until the authorities forbade them to pull it up. They were accustomed to having the fruits of their little communal gardens stolen by the guards, after they had done all the work; but at the last camp everything was stolen.
I know enough to know that no woman should ever marry a man who hated his mother.
I daresay I was the worst bed partner in five continents.
I feel very troubled in the head and heart.
The world's fat is badly divided.
People may correctly remember the events of twenty years ago (a remarkable feat), but who remembers his fears, his disgusts, his tone of voice? It is like trying to bring back the weather of that time.