The unrecorded past is none other than our old friend, the tree in the primeval forest which fell without being heard.

The unrecorded past is none other than our old friend, the tree in the primeval forest which fell without being heard.

If a man is a writer, everybody tiptoes around past the locked door of the breadwinner. But if you're an ordinary female housewife, people say, 'This is just something Barbara wanted to do; it's not professional.'

A relentless talent for tactlessness.

Britain had an air of careless supremacy which GALLED her neighbors.

They resented the patronage they depended upon.