I need to wee! I can't hold it any longer!

In passing we note that he remarks in his exposition of 1 John 4.2: Here St. John seems to cabbalize, as in several places of the Apocalypse, that is, to speak in the language of the Learned of the Jews....

Forget the clichéd image of Brigadoon and shortbread tins, the dreadfully twee tartan tat and Celtic kitsch that, sadly, still exists in the 21st century, and is too often passed off as a genuine Highland experience.

But M. [Édouard] Dujardin is a poet; vers libres in the hands of a sciolist are the most intolerably easy and annoying of poetical exercises.