“Not even a dog barked,” moaned Lauderdale to himself. “Just think of it. Nothing. Nothing at all.”
Georgina Hickes, An Ornamental Murder.
“I believe you will come around to my way of thinking, George. To the Wittgensteinian way of thinking.”
Giles Coxe-Coburn, Tooth and Claw.
He knew how to construct sentences. Oh, absolutely. But what kind of sentences, Maggie?
Will Davies, She Would If She Could.
Laughing is an act of reason.
Godfrey Tooke, Collected Aphorisms.
What could be more spectacular than glowing photographs and glowing videos on a monitor?
Roger Hedgecook, Stolen and Sold for Parts.
“The big problem with theater is that it requires actors, and I just cannot stand actors. Or their acting. I’m sorry, Barbara, but that’s the way it must be.”
Ralston Dowd, A Spot of Bother.
“Be excellent to each other!” That was Mr. Clyde’s benediction to us all.
Lane Vivian, A Knob of Old Cheese and Ten Short Tales.
…Paulina displayed her Knick Knacks and her Commodyties, to fine pleasure all rounde.
Laughton Fowles, A Tale of York Shire. (1697)
“After all,” said Mr. Davies, “when one is a Marxist it actually helps to be stupid.”
Lawrence Bird, Make It So.
“Actors believe that they should smile,” declared Mr. Garrick. “They are wrong.”
Benedict Elder, A Cosmopolitan Paradise.
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