“Every night was a somber, adults-only slumber party - no giggles or whispers, just lots of coughing and farting and snoring and groaning, the sounds and smells of too many stressed-out of people packed into too small a place.” — Tom Perrotta Copy Share Image
“When he came home that night he was in a very somber mood, having begun to see at last how those might be right who had laughed at him for his faith in America.” — Upton Sinclair Copy Share Image