Watty: A rebel! (He shakes his head) God's teeth, no. Abbey: God's teeth, ay. You're in a rebel's house. (Watty gapes in bewilderment).

...phenomenon that is here called sex heteronymy, which implies that the two sexes of animals (or human beings, for instance relatives) are referred to by words which are altogether dissimilar as in bull: cow, (aunt: uncle) Deer.

As some of the early bohemian hangouts are being overwhelmed by a decidedly high-heeled and cologned crowd, and others give way to hotels and luxury rentals like the Ludlow, a 23-story brick-and-glass giant that looms over Katz’s Delicatessen, Mr. Misrahi finds himself vilified by some longtime Lower East Side watchers (even though the Ludlow, the most visible symbol of gentrification, is one of the few projects he had nothing to do with).

Along the way, she said, “That was the first thing I thought about the house, too—that all the dreary paneling down here makes it seem dungeonish. But wait till you see the orange bathroom upstairs and the candy-cane pink bedroom. […]”