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The streets stretched long, and everyone we passed looked at me as if they knew. I walked as though nothing I wore was a good fit.
fall back as he made his way towards the Sheldonian Theatre.
A vulgar word, well placed and said with just enough vigour, can express far more than its polite equivalent.
“Did it help? Him giving you the Rules?” “No. It just makes me question myself at every turn. Things I knew for sure are suddenly confusing. I’m working more slowly and making more errors than ever.”
As I read how the “treatment” was administered, I felt the ghost of a gag reflex and the pain of a tube scraping membrane from cheek to throat to stomach. It was a kind of rape. The weight of bodies holding you down, restraining your clawing hands and kicking feet. Forcing you open.
“This year, the second edition of the Oxford English Dictionary has been published, sixty-one years after the completion of the first.
This book began as two simple questions: Do words mean different things to men and women? And if they do, is it possible that we have lost something in the process of defining them?
