When asked what the Sixties were all about, most people reply: peace, love, happiness.

[…] euen ſo it fareth with mee, who béeing about to anatomize Abſurditie, am vrged to take a view of ſundry mens vanitie, a ſuruey of their follie, a briefe of their barbariſme […]

Accordingly, he saddled and pillioned his horse, thinking he might have the honor of bringing the bride himself.

Just when it seemed like BRAD PITT and GWYNETH PALTROW were moving so smoothly into becoming one flesh that they even had the same haircut, they abruptly called it all off.