His voice was as intimate as the rustle of sheets.

His voice was intimate as the rustle of sheets.

an intimate voice with wonderful pathos.

This novel is not to be tossed lightly aside, but to be hurled with great force.

He has a capacity for enjoyment so vast that he gives away great chunks to those about him, and never even misses them. . . . He can take you to a bicycle race and make it raise your hair.

Q: What's the difference between an enzyme and a hormone?

A: You can't hear an enzyme.