“I’m not sure that I am still laughing,” groaned Barrymore. “I mean, it seems like laughter. But I cannot be sure.”
Benedict Elder, A Cosmopolitan Paradise.
The actor is acting and he seems to be unconcerned that the audience knows that he is an actor acting who doesn’t mind this state of affairs being uncovered.
Thomas Bedlam, Jackdaws and the Problem of Speech.
“Adventures in the Life of a Rascal, Earnestly Disclosed.” Now that, fair reader, is a fine chapter head!
Joseph James Coventry, Concerning Some Recent Scribblers. (1772)
“Knowing is never examined closely,” warned Mr. Powys. “And knowing cannot be undone.”
Nicholas Crisp, Unfit for Murder.
“How dare he!” hissed Mademoiselle Audubert. “How dare he save my life in that way?”
Devona Twilly, Shallowness, a Novel.
She fell asleep, you see, whilst reading a romance….
Christopher Blasey, The Perplexity of the Two Green Doors.
Some say by fire,
Some say by ice.
Just so it ends,
And makes things nice.
Patrick Malmsey, Verse.
“All sexual activity is always right no matter what.” That is the proposition that the society now approaches asymptotically.
Hecuba Gathers, A Purely Physical World.
Perhaps this is being overlooked: that cultural confidence was a burden.
Desmond Urquhart, The Unsocial Sciences.
No one arrives at liking “X” through some line of reasoning.
Paul Uccelo, The Enigma of the Box.
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