I’d love to plug him.

Upton Sinclair* is his own King Charles' head. He cannot keep himself out of his writings, try though he may; or, by this time, try though he doesn't.

Mark: What? This old banger? Sophie: Right, yeah. But it's not an old banger, is it Mark? It's a brand new Beamer.

I was all of a dither when he asked me to marry him.