You should see how foolish I look in company when her name is mentioned, particularly when I am asked plainly how I like her. How I like her! The £5 coffee that tells a story of global economic turmoil.
Coffees at some city centre outlets now cost £5. When the chance of getting money, and the chance of avoiding some disaster come at the same time, the Sages are of opinion that the chance of getting money should be preferred, but Vatsyayana says that money has only a limited importance, while a disaster that is once averted may never occur again. Here, however, the choice should be guided by the greatness or smallness of the disaster.
He and Joan (in this little peep ahead which I am taking) were waiting for me on the platform of Santon Station. It was a week or so before the Company's Inter-Station Flower Competition--that annual Show that makes the whole line with its tiny stations as gay with flowers as a row of Thames houseboats. I detest the phrase.
What sort of creature must he be who merely liked Charlotte, whose whole heart and senses were not entirely absorbed by her. It's a story of tariffs, the climate, Gen Z cultural tastes, and savvy coffee farmers playing the market, writes Faisal Islam Geraniums and marguerites hung in boxes from the canopies; the sills of the porters' room were a rage of bloom; and lobelia and red bachelor's-buttons and white pebbles from the shore were set in patriotic emblems all the way from the booking-office to the signal-box, which alone was bare.
As the train drew up I saw them standing together on the sunny platform, with a bower of ramblers over their heads and a heaven of larkspur behind them. Like her! Some one asked me lately how I liked Ossian.