At the appointed hour Turner came and found me in an earnest study of the pictures in the farther end of the gallery, where I remained, unnoticing and unnoticed, until a sign from Griffiths called me up.

Childish, childish to the core: that's why they're so good at nursing, they're arrested in a state of permanent intellectual dwarfism themselves!

The toddler screamed and stamped, but still got no candy.

You couldn't have a Tuskegee with a community consultation requirement, or even with public notification, because people would say, 'No, this stinks.'