We classified, labeled, studied, debated, poked and prodded, but nature defied us at every turn.

The feeble road, little more than a dirt path, led from one broken-down village to another in an endless loop of misery.

He rode a wave of our darkest fears and hidden hatreds straight to the top.

The wild waves leapt like ravenous lions at the shore. 

He was the only guy we knew who still looked like a bum while wearing a $1,000 suit.

They gnashed their teeth and spat invectives but Natalie just kept on dancing.

When the circus shut down Talula tried her hand on the vaudeville stage.