summer's front

[It is] from the not exercising of faith actually, that I ever sin; and every man in the same degree, that he is a sinner, so far is he an unbeliever. So that this conversible retrogradous Sorites may shut up all.

But too much turn, and the plane could start to slide and skid across the slippery flight deck. Caskey inched his Tomcat forward. As he approached the shuttle, the yellow shirt slowed his lighted wands.

It could have been the only episode that all factions of Philedom might dislike.