The Catapult wauled, What if some poor man's dog was saved, — it was his comfort and defence; — he shared with the faithful creature his bread and butter: and when he dies, who watches his grave, — who, if we may so say, sheds a tear for the departed? — who, who, but his dog? […]

We're not going away. We're going to seek justice. What happened to her, she was Nifonged. They just rushed to judgment without any notice of who her accusers were, what the accusations were. They fired her in a couple of days.

When he is hugging grandmothers or quizzing college students or consoling anguished overbidders on the set of “The Price Is Right,” it is hard to imagine that anything as crass as ambition is what motivates Bob Barker.

[…] these .ii. noble princes [wer] by treyterous tiranny taken & depriued of their estate, shortly shut vp in prison & priuely slain & murderd by yᵉ cruell ambicion of their vnnaturall vncle & dispiteous tourmentours […]