Good evening!

I have a strong propensity in me to begin this chapter very nonsensically, and I will not balk my fancy.—Accordingly I set off thus:

Laurence Sterne, The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman, Chapter 1.XXIII

Quoi de neuf?

Tannins

I have fallen lately into the habit, when I make some tea for myself or for Jocelyn, of afterward taking the just-steeped tea-bag in my hand and crushing it in my hand.