A British porch is a musty, forbidding non-room in which to fling a sodden umbrella or a muddy pair of boots; a guard against the elements and strangers. By contrast the good ol&#39; American front porch seems to stand for positivity and openness; a platform from which to welcome or wave farewell; a place where things of significance could happen.

The desert sorted the faithful from imposters, but the city did not seem to know the difference, and actually rewarded the impure.

I&#39;m aware if I&#39;m playing at my best I&#39;m tough to beat. And I enjoy that.

His eyes sparkled, and he sent up a great blue triumphant cloud from his cigarette.

Written By Arthur Conan Doyle

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