By 15, Shields was saying: “Nothing comes between me and my Calvins” in an advert for Calvin Klein underwear.
“Rage Against the Regime” read a sign taped onto a Carlsberg advert near my house.
In the midst of so much human distress, it seems almost like trifling to advert to the poor swallows.
Do you know if Darwin, or any of his Followers, or Antagonists, advert to this?
Let me now advert—not to the whole testimony respecting these voices—but to what was peculiar in that testimony.
I must advert for a moment to the familiar conception of a maximum or a minimum.
I need not advert to the absurdity of praying to those who could not save themselves from a watery grave.
Of this we shall by and by have to advert more particularly.
Still it may be well for me to advert briefly to some facts in our history as a regiment.
To advert now to the subjects of those of December the 12th and 16th.