But wouldn't it be wise to commit a handful to memory for those teleprompterless personal appearances?

The mokele mbembes' favorite hangout was a big lake frequented by the local fishermen […]

Undismayed he continued to flail with the broken half of it, denting many a helmet[.]

This phalanx of stalwart young Sussexers, following to the grave the beloved lady who had given them of the best to be had, material, social, and intellectual, formed a touching feature in a funeral in every other respect exceptional.