Is Honor gone into his grave? Hath Faith become a caitiff knave, And Selfhood turned into a slave To work in Mammon’s cave, Fair Lady?

Unloved, and uncaressed, her childhood unbrightened by the sunny mirth of that age, her girlhood a gloomy period of austere seclusion […]

She hadn't invited me to a party at her house since the third grade, and here she was, making out like we'd never stopped being friends.

The word filler is taboo in the excipient world.