If I only knew what that dog was stuffed with I would take a chance and eat him.
I have a fellow feeling for Arctic explorers who go north and keep on going until they run out of things to eat.

I admire their heroism and sympathize with their sufferings, but I deplore their bad judgment.
There are grapes growing on trellises in the little courtyard at the back, but they are too green for human consumption.

I speak authoritatively on this subject, having just sampled one.
Two p.m.

Tried to take a nap, but failed.

Hansen found a soiled deck of cards behind a pile of books on the mantelpiece, and we all cheered up, thinking of poker; but it was a Belgian deck of thirty-two cards, all the pips below the seven-spot being eliminated.