She wadded up the scrap of paper and threw it in the trash.

A lovely crisp exhaust: a feeling of almost unlimited power combined with complete freedom of running: and, to crown it all, a most melodious and wholly American chime whistle—these were my immediate impressions as we stormed rapidly out of Göttingen, intent on winning back some of the lost time.

When I hit post, I saw that Blue Emu had ninja'd me, so I just deleted my reply.

The artichoke is elegant, but hardly sympathetic. Asparagus is nice enough, but rather apathetic. A cabbagehead is admirable, but after all is said It' s nothing really very much except a cabbagehead.