In this ode to the Great Father, the land of the Sumerians is literally awash with semen.

Bentham's way of becoming the Newton of the moral world was to develop the felicific calculus.

The two parties, after exchanging a good deal of abuse, came to blows.

She is only coming to gloat over my bedraggled and flowerless borders and to sing the praises of her own detestably over-cultivated garden. I'm sick of being told that it's the envy of the neighbourhood; it's like everything else that belongs to her—her car, her dinner-parties, even her headaches, they are all superlative; no one else ever had anything like them.