Half an hour with the manager of Faith Brothers had had the effect of studding the sergeant's habitual simplicity of words and phrases with amazing jewels of technicality. He talked gladly of lines and repeats and similar profundities, so that Grant had, through his bulk, in a queer television a vivid picture of the manager himself.

You have heard that Anarchists throw bombs, that they believe in violence, and that Anarchy means disorder and chaos.

Finding the solution to a puzzle involved figuring out how to move an object, or trying to decide in what sequence objects should be configured, or the frustrating “pixel hunt” (searching for the one spot on the screen that was a hot spot).

In the Big Rock Candy Mountains lies a happy hobo land where the boxcars are all empty, where there are cigaret trees and rock-and-rye springs and the whangdoodle sings.