O, the passion of God, so I shall be swinged. So, my bones shall be bangedǃ The porridge pot is stolenː what, Lob, say, Come away, and be hangedǃ

To snooze the phone, press and release the power button.

Polly (to security guard, referring to Dr. Feingarten): Are you going to let that shyster in there? Dr. Feingarten: I could sue you, Polly. A shyster is a disreputable lawyer. I'm a quack.

This and the round gable ends, with their subsequent Gothic surmountings, the five lofty domes, the rich ornament of gold and colour which covers every part, give an effect to the whole building […]