...not an irritable word had escaped him; and as every captious conclusion and petulant observation had been in days past always attributed, very justly, by Isabella either to the dyspepsia, brought on by his grief for Margarita, or the fever he sustained from the climate,...

Revealing a porcelain religious figurine of the Virgin Mary that he intends to insert inside her, the now-enraged attacker instructs Amy to part them succulent meat curtains, darlin', and get ready for the religious experience of your life.

“Again with this?” I groaned to the dracaenae. (“Talk to them!” numerous readers advised.) The plants chuckled and shook their heads. No they didn’t. They’re plants!

The sun imparts warmth.