[John] Milton put his finger on that all-important transposition when the archangel promises the disparadised Adam and Eve that, the Fall notwithstanding, they can yet possess A paradise within [them], happier farr (P[aradise] L[ost] XII, line 587).

He had not, he remarked with crushing causticity to one of his ministers, liberated France ‘to worry about the macaroni ration’.

The conspiracy rap was a hummer.

The parents had several children who were healthy and now a heart baby. Their baby's heart could be repaired however and I thought it was depressing to talk to the mother of the other child. I knew that Jason's heart couldn't be repaired.