Prickly plants of disappointment spring up in so many shapes! Yet some have flowers of sweet afterscent. […]

Would it not be better, argue some, to sacrifice three sales out of ten, made on the pure convenience appeal, in favor of six out of a possible ten which might be procured on the basis of a crisper, browner French fried potato?

But the movie is no spoofy, salacious Roger Corman “women in cages” picture.

I have only one diamond in my hand.