Street light? Was I coming up in somebody's basement? Whatever it was, I was all for light. Trapped is bad. Trapped and blind gives me the crawlies.

The Statutes, or Acts of Parliament themſelves. Theſe ſeem, as if in the Time of Edw[ard] I. they were drawn up into the Form of a Law in the firſt Inſtance, and ſo aſſented to by both Houſes, and the King, as may appear by the very Obſervation of the Contexture and Fabrick of the Statutes of thoſe Times.

[…] am familiar with Derrida's views on Rousseau at this point but decline to accept his fussing over the masturbationism of the latter-mentioned, coming from a contemporary expressly obsessed by his own circumcision.

The mountain-ash berries across the field stood fierily out from the dark leaves, for a moment. Penguin, 1994, Chapter 2, p. 50