And as for Cynthy, his maw, she won't hardly speak to me; and, though she is my offspring, is the bitter-heartedest and keen-tonguedest woman hit ever was my lot to meet up with. But for her agging him on, hit is my belief Fulty never would [do anything].

His experiments, with their phlogistic explanations, led him to believe that the only distinct species of air were the fixed, alkaline, and acid.

When you sally upon him, speak what terrible language you will: though you understand it not yourselves, no matter; for we must not seem to understand him, unless some one among us whom we must produce for an interpreter.

It [Ant-Man] will, of course, be firmly planted in the MCU but a different corner than we've seen before.