An idyllic childhood is probably illusion.
I cleared my throat - it isn't frogs you get in your throat; it's memories.
Before you hate something you should try to understand it.
Arnold was a dog's dog. Whenever he shuffled along walks and through alleyways, he always gave the impression of being on to something big.
Most people see what they want to, or at least what they expect to.
And so it continued all day, wynde after wynde, From a room beyond came the whistle of a teakettle. Now, you really must join me. I've some marvelous Darjeeling, and some delicious petit fours a friend of mine gave me for Christmas.