I asked for bread, and I got a stone in the shape of a pedestal. — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
“Marcus couldn’t believe it. Dead. A dead duck. OK, he'd been trying to hit it on the head with a piece of… — Nick Hornby Copy Share Image
“…a waitress came out and plonked in front of each of us a small standard terra-cotta flowerpot in which had been baked… — Bill Bryson Copy Share Image
