dennis scharnberg

careless sea surge

With the Baroque, there is no longer any tangling of the lyrics by means of the polyphonic methods of earlier years. And what a loss.

Adrian Childe, Greater Patterns in Bach.

shallow stupid sophistication

“Nothing escapes it,” whispered Mr. Alton, appearing somewhat mystified. “The sense that we are being pillaged.”

Desmond Ogg, Waving Fields of Alfalfa.

restless growing cracks

There were no bird sounds. The day was dawning, but there were no bird sounds. Stoffels was the first in his group to notice it. No birds.

Victoria Salt, A Compendium of Opening Lines.