In the words of that brilliant writer: “I subsist on curiosity.”
There are the ones that subsist on suffering, and they, counterintuitively, make this world go round.
I think we’re running out of space in this landfill, so we should probably start the process of incineration.
Once something gets to the landfill, I’m sure it’ll be too late to retrieve it.
They say the SATs are a detriment to the college admissions process, but I disagree.
To my wife’s detriment, I never suggest a restaurant first.
