There was something distinctly low-key, even wilfully alienating about the band’s [Radiohead’s] performance. A scattering of OK Computer tracks were interspersed with more abstract latterday material – the clatter of 15 Step and Myxamatosis.

The Mister loved to be teased. He frequently asked for it by lying down and fanning the floor with his tail whilst eyeing you invitingly. We used to tease him about his black nose: called him nigger nose.

If her past is a crystal ball to her future, she will perhaps never be rich, even though she is a good, kind, educated, hard-working person.

A fine man, that Dunwody, yonder, commented the young captain, as they parted, and as he turned to his prisoner. We'll see him on in Washington some day.[…]A strong man—a strong one; and a heedless. ¶ Of what party is he? she inquired, as though casually.