It seems, after all that there are no nonpeculiar people.
You have to fight for your life. That's the chief condition on which you hold it.
She was what we used to call a suicide blonde - dyed by her own hand.
All a writer has to do to get a woman is to say he's a writer. It's an aphrodisiac.
From Euclid to Newton there were straight lines. The modern age analyzes the wavers.
But she's a nut, and nuts win.