As Hortense says of the gilded knicknackery of her saloon,— Est-ce utile? C'est plus, c'est nécessaire.

My manager suddenly blasted me yesterday for being a little late to work for five days in a row, because I was never getting myself up on time.

After they had visited the physic garden, the university, the anatomical hall, and every other thing that was recommended to their view, they returned to Rotterdam, and held a consultation upon the method of transporting themselves to England.

Spend the time killing things and there's a bonus for each hit - but only for fatalities notched up since the start of your current life.