The Roof Might Fall In; Anything Could

I've Been As Bad An Influence On American Literature As Anyone I Can Think Of.

The Face She Made At Me Was Probably Meant For A Smile. Whatever It Was, It Beat Me. I Was Afraid She'd Do It Again, So I Surrendered

...what Disturbed Him Was The Discovery That In Sensibly Ordering His Affairs He Had Got Out Of Step, And Not Into Step, With Life.

Feed The Lettuce To The Bunny And Eat The Bunny.

The Roof Might Fall In; Anything Could Happen.