Slart

[…] they must be able to measure any earth—any inch-space of the heart whatever—else they are mere orts and slarts.

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MINNIE: […] You kept the solid meal, and the orts and slarts any other woman could have. But I tell you, I'm not for having the orts and slarts,* and your leavings […] I'll have a man, or nothing, I will. […] MINNIE: Yes! What did you care about the woman who would have to take your sons after you? Nothing! You left her with just the slarts of a man. […] *the leftovers of a meal, often subsequently served up cold

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In 1700 Swift was hectically cramming his Tub with the orts and slarts of discursivities then à la mode ranging from West-End chic to the hullabaloo of bullies, beggars, and doxies that he had agglomerated "from the Books, Pamphlets, and single Papers, offered us every Day in the Coffee-houses."

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Existenz, seems to me such a pot au fen of all the others, such a soup of the orts of the past and the future, of the slarts of the mediocre events and despairs of the present, that I do not have much appetite for it.

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