Satiety and mortification are the extremes of vanity, and both are equally attended by envy, hatred, malice, and all uncharitableness.

I swore off moo juice when I got out of diapers.

Police have been unable to ID the body found in the river.

Then he commenced to talk, really talk. and inside of two flaps of a herring's fin he had me mesmerized, like Eben Holt's boy at the town hall show. He talked about the ills of humanity, and the glories of health and Nature and service and land knows what all.