There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
You'll get back to where you came from.
I've come across a novel called The Palm-Wine Drinkard, by the Nigerian writer Amos Tutuola, that is really remarkable because it is a kind of fantasy of West African mythology all told in West African English which, of course, is not the same as standard English.
The rules!" shouted Ralph, "you're breaking the rules!" "Who cares?
Heaven lies around us in our infancy.
Only one novel is a novel: that is a successful novel.