“We made love, and then she threw up.”
“The Man went to sleep in front of the fire ever so happy; but the Woman sat up, combing her hair. She took the bone of the shoulder of mutton – the big fat blade bone – and she looked at the wonderful marks on it, and she threw more wood on the fire, and she made a Magic. She made the first Singing Magic in the world.”
“She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves.”
“She felt... how life, from being made up of little separate incidents which one lived one by one, became curled and whole like a wave which bore one up with it and threw one down with it, there, with a dash on the beach.”
“He winked at her. She giggled. And I threw up a little in my mouth”
“We passed Dee’s empty bedroom. It looked like Pepto-Bismol threw up in there.”