The nervous juryman suddenly rose. His brethren all looked at him, inspired by the same fear of having got an orator among them. He was an essentially polite man; and he hastened to relieve their minds. “Pray don’t be alarmed, gentlemen: I am not going to make a speech. I suffer from fidgets. Excuse me if I occasionally change my position.
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Wilkie Collins, “The Evil Genius” (1886)
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Come with me, luxuriant tenant of heavy-draped four-poster-basker on feather-bed, and nestler in lawn sheets. Come with me, comfortable civic bolster-presser - snug woollen-nightcap-wearer. Come with me, even workman, labourer, peasant-sleeper on narrow pallet - though your mattress be hard, and your rug coarse. Leave your bed - bad as it may be - and gaze on those who have no beds at all. Follow with me the veins and arteries of this huge giant that lies a-sleeping.
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George Augustus Sala, “Gaslight and Daylight”, 1859
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if this isn’t the kutest king i ever saw!
lievelotje:
nom nom
it’s hard to decide what is more nom, the… food thingie or the moustache.
malaysiakita:
Songket is a fabric that belongs to the brocade family of textiles of Indonesia, Malaysia, and Brunei. It is hand-woven in silk or cotton, and intricately patterned with gold or silver threads. The metallic threads stand out against the background cloth to create a shimmering effect. In the weaving process the metallic threads are inserted in between the silk or cotton weft (latitudinal) threads.
*is mesmerised by shininess and colourfulness*
We will not stone our legislators. We will not horsewhip them in the streets. We will not break up their homes, nor drop stones through the roofs to interrupt their banquets. We will do something more effective than that.
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Mrs Catherine Waugh McCullough, Los Angeles Times, 1909
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one of those days when you’re all aflutter.
