At the reunion, she reflected on the ties that bind her to her childhood friends.

If you keep reorganizing every file for hours, that way madness lies.

When choosing between this, that, and the third, I always pick the most reliable option.

At the masquerade, there were faces that would stop clocks, each one more eccentric than the last.

Back that train up — you're proposing a huge change after only three minutes of discussion.

He keeps bragging that his contacts will get him in, but that and a nickel will buy you a cup of coffee.

He warned me—that which has been seen cannot be unseen—and now I can't stop thinking about it.

He joked that his old dog had a face that only a mother could love, but everyone adored him.

Their years organizing community cleanups became the tie that binds them, even after they moved to different cities.

At the family reunion, a few guests snickered at the faces that only a mother could love, but she laughed off the remarks and hugged each child tenderly.