It was not a case of two towers rising into different roofs or spires, but founded in the same soil.

It was rather the case of an arch, of which the foundation-stones on either side might fancy they were two buildings; but the stones nearest the keystone would know there was only one.

This "two-handed engine" still stood ready to strike, not, indeed, the other part of itself, but anyone who ventured to deny that it was doing so.

We were ruled, as it were, by a Wonderland king and queen, who cut off our heads, not for saying they quarrelled but for saying they didn't.

The libel law was now used, not to crush lies about private life, but to crush truths about public life.