If men knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they'd never marry.
It brings up happy old days when I was only a farmer and not an agriculturist.
The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.
We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.
She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).