And he tasted in the language of memory ambered wines, dying fallings of sweet airs, the proud pavan […] New York: Huebsch, 1921, Chapter 5, p. 274,

When he removed my nightgown on our wedding night and then took his shorts I was terrified of the size of his penis. He had a cunt buster that was all of 11 inch long and thick.

A gene involved in cell division which is named because it makes the cells look like a `whole bunch of cookie monster eyes'.

Him God beholding from his proſpect high, / Wherein paſt, preſent, future he beholds, / Thus to his onely Son forſeeing ſpake.