[Susan] Sontag then pauses for the space of a paragraph to deliver a swift verbal kick at American fiction for its technical unadventurousness, its lack of an avant-garde, and its tendency to interpretive borborygm.

[Jove] clicked all his marble thumbs.

Camped around its base and sleeping in a primitive 'skerm' of branches at night, with a bubbling castiron pot over a permanent fire, they would chip away until the great tree was down.

Bengali, like other Aryan languages of India, has spread, and is still spreading, at the expense of the aboriginal tongues.