There is one, with a dark and thoughtful eye, Who is to all others a mystery; But his soul is to me an open book, And I read his mood in his slightest look; ...

[A man from a competing gang throws a drink in Fred's face, just before a fight begins.] Fred Alger (Mel Tormé): It's on!

There was a dignity in their hypaethral presence kin to summer’s first morning of taurine light in the pepper trees of Uruguay.

We show that many interesting spaces -- including all positroid strata and wild character varieties -- are moduli of constructible sheaves on a surface with microsupport in a Legendrian link.