I can't dance to save my life.

They left together, and as they were buckling into the Blazer, his father asked, “ Do you want to tell me now or go to The CoffeeHouse and get a munchy first?”

There was a hairline crack in the airplane's wing.

On the whole it were better to misguide a child in knowledge, which it can remedy later, than to mistone it in feeling, for which there is no remedy. A jarring note implanted in its nature might spoil the music of its life […]