But if talk of such facts just arises via hypostatizations out of the relevant truths, then the facts posited can't explain the truths except via a blatant dormitive virtue explanation.

He was out of breath from pedalling up the steep hill.

But just then there was a slight altercation between Master Tommy and Master Jacky. Boys will be boys and our two twins were no exception to this golden rule.

The acolytes are now swirling their red fabric sheaths. The man on the table is, if anything, more decontrolled, more uncentered, than before.