Butter became in my eyes a gauge of character and gentility, almost of integrity. I watched these ravenous wretches gaum their batter-cakes with it, help themselves to more than they really wanted, leaving great golden chunks of it half melted and wholly useless, mixed as it was with gravy […]

Indeed, with Europe mired in recession and the U.S. barely stirring, many stockpickers believe Asia offers some of the most attractive plays around.

I am a Viqueen bold / Far over the sea! / I let my standard fly / Boldly and free!

Her thugduggery with the mark has not lessened the suspicion with which the world at large regards her.