the lovesick mosquitos choose their mates haphazardly like the bleary-eyed anomic patrons of a west side singles bar
perhaps already i've said too much on this lugubrious new year's eve, the goblets and demitasse cups piled so high as to obscure the faucet which drips
She presented detailed testimony that I was "essentially a bilious individual," that "beneath a mask of jocularity, [I] had Schadenfreude written all over [my] face."
I think good style is a matter of rendering out of oneself all the cupidities, all the cripplings, all the velleities.
I think good style is a matter of rendering out of oneself all the cupidities, all the cripplings, all the velleities.
