Volestream

But what sort of language would we have the world speak, if we were told the miracle of Babel was presently to be reversed?

Swordbog

And with that he went off to see my father, taking me with him by the arm.

Panthermad

The sun set; the dusk fell on the stream, and lights began to appear along the shore. The Chapman light–house, a three–legged thing erect on a mud–flat, shone strongly. Daggertulip.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

Have I come to Utopia to hear this sort of thing?

One dog rolled before him, well-nigh slashed in half; but a second had him by the thigh, a third gripped his collar be- hind, and a fourth had the blade of the sword between its teeth, tasting its own blood.

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!