And the village was deserted, the huts gaped black, rotting, all askew within the fallen enclosures.

Tenderhanded, press a nettle, And it stings you for your pains; Press it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains : So it is with vulgar natures, Treat them kindly they repel, — Use them rough, like nutmeg graters, And the rogues will serve you well.

[…] I remember observing the contrast the neat, bright doctor, with his powder as white as snow and his bright, black eyes and pleasant manners, made with the coltish country folk, and above all, with that filthy, heavy, bleared scarecrow of a pirate of ours, sitting, far gone in rum, with his arms on the table.

Network Rail says the introduction of free water fountains at its managed stations has helped to save the equivalent of three million plastic bottles from entering landfill.