"And my tears, too, have stained this heirloomed ground, When reading in these treatises some weird Miracle, I turned …"

"Where are the braves, the faces like autumn fruit, who stared at the child from the coloured frontispiece?"

"This is a grassy ghetto, and no home."

"The animals pale, the shine of the fur is lost, bleached are their living bones. About them watch as through a mist, …"

"Imaro exploded. "Why do men fight like starving lions over yellow metal and let valuable cattle go?""

"Alarms clang as a radarman tracks an attack craft that can jam radar and dart past flak at half a Mach: ack-ack-ack, …"

"Whenever Helen sleeps, her fevered rest meekens her; hence, she re-emerges enfeebled — her strength, expended; her re…"

"Lightning blinks, striking things in its midst with blinding light. Whirlwinds whirl; driftwinds drift. Spindrift is …"

"Loops on bold fonts now form lots of words for books. Books form cocoons of comfort – tombs to hold bookworms. Profs …"

"Duluth dump trucks lurch, pull U-turns. Such trucks dump much undug turf: clunk, clunk — thud. [...] Such pumps suck …"