O conſider my caſe, moſt blisfull Queen, […] Diſpell thoſe Clouds which hover 'twixt my King and his higheſt Counſell, […] that my great Law-making Court be forced to turn no more to polemicall Committees, […] but that they may come again to the old Parliamentary Rode, To the path of their Predeceſſours, to conſult of means how to ſweep away thoſe Cobwebs that hang in the Courts of Juſtice, and to make the Laws run in their right Channell; to retrench exceſſive fees, and finde remedies for the future, that the poor Client be not ſo peeled by his Lawyer, and made to ſuffer by ſuch monſtrous delays, that one may go from one Tropick to the other, and croſſe the Equinoctiall twenty times, before his ſute be done; […]

The bus, at the end of its journey, could hardly wedge into the space between the milk truck, of which the tin cans were leaking a milkish fluid, and the hearse, huge and carapaced, an inflated black bug with tissue-colored eyes.

Will it make you happy? / Probably not, Kai said irritably. Inwit tells me that you're trouble from the beginning.

I took my old phone back to the shop, and they gave me a new one in exchange.