Dr. Williams . . . commended his search for some way of talking about human value, human depth and three-dimensionality, that doesn't depend on God.

Perhaps Ian had alerted Trevor to her outlandish splurging, and he'd downsized her allowance. Since she had a little something-something to work with, she'd sneak in a few outings while in L.A. ...

There are, however, localities where small skipjack are caught throughout the year such as in the Senkaku Islands off Miyako.

So Suzy and I compared our faultless arms, and exulted in our survival, in our own not wanting to die, in our own smackless pleasure in being just alive.