It was a concert of some sort. Five or so blokes were on stage in a TV studio; … The blokes didn't look like any pop group as I knew them. They were multiracial, knotted of brow, their garb was distinctive, involving a lot of what I later found out to be cheesecloth and kaftans along with ripped, faded denims.

Pious harpooneers never make good voyagers—it takes the shark out of ’em; no harpooneer is worth a straw who aint pretty sharkish.

Azacrine, an analogue of mepacrine, showed good schizontocidal activity and low toxicity against P. gallinaceum and P. berghei […]

It meant ruckling his sock right down, and nobody likes a ruckly sock, but this was no time to be stopped by a ruckle.