Ambassadors of northern countries stand / Impassive while our hierophants intone / Long canticles of Christ the Contraband: / Our grandees' hearts are shrunk to kidney stones.

In philosophy, however, it is to be deplored that eloquence too commonly passes for science, being mistaken for logical acquirement; but truth alone is the just eloquence of philosophy, and without it the finest composition is, to the logician, but babbling and vaniloquence.

The flavor of human cheese would depend on what you were feeding your human.

Aunt Primrose took a little sacheted handkerchief from her bosom and touched it to her lips, and a tear began to run down Aunt Jim Allen’s dry, rice-powdered cheek.