We crawl over each other in our race for power, wealth, and fame.

Seabiscuit, wrote another reporter, “was a hero in California and a pretty fair sort of horse in the midwest. In the east, however, he was just a ‘bumʼ”

Ashley: You're Dr. Warren, the one in charge of the excavation. Do you know what happened to the beacon? Dr. Warren: It was moved to the spaceport this morning. Manuel and I stayed behind to help pack up the camp.

He re-gurgled. “But this is terrible.” “Might be considerably better, I agree.” “Your uncle will be most upset.” “He'll have kittens.”