When the streetlights came on, the whole avenue lit up.

The lit up lanterns cast dancing shadows across the courtyard.

She called his favorite war story frat lit, criticizing its celebration of reckless bravado and nonstop combat.

She picked up a new chick-lit from the bookstore because she wanted something fun and easy to read.

He pretended to enjoy serious fiction, but his apartment shelves were full of dick lit.

She refuses to read any more misery lit because it constantly drags her back into painful memories.

I couldn't stop reading that mis lit despite how depressing it was.

On market days the lit-house by the docks belched steam and held vats of bright indigo while the dyers worked through the morning.

The restored wagons-lits gleamed on the platform, evoking the golden age of overnight rail travel.

At the first sight of the police, the suspects lit out through the alley and vanished.