But I belong to the other English, who don't like the right pigeon-hole used for the wrong papers, or the wrong label on the right box

How happy everybody was, we were told, and I suppose they were - some English love improvisation and 'do it yourself'. But I belong to the other English, who don't like the right pigeon-hole used for the wrong papers, or the wrong label on the right box. I chafed under all this glorious dissolution, chafed for law and order.

A. Wilson, The old men at the zoo (1961), 278

Almost no birds today have vernacular names

Almost no birds today have vernacular names. Bird names have become standardized, homogenized, conscripted into what is considered proper by scientists for classification. A century ago a birder could have told what county, even what village, he was in by the folk name for a long-tailed tit. In his Treatise on the Birds of Gloucestershire, W. L. Mellersh collected no fewer than 10 local names for Aegithalos caudatus, the long-tailed tit, among them long Tom, oven-bird, poke-pudding, creak-mouse, barrel Tom, and in the south of the county, long farmer. For John Clare in Northamptonshire the long-tailed tit was, delightfully, the 'bumbarrel'.

J. Lewis-Stempel, Meadowland (2014), 97

People say that a book you can't find doesn't exist

I recall that for a while, even though the situation was so desperate, Brauer spent all his time bringing his card index up to date. He was finding it increasingly hard to find the books he was looking for. People say that a book you can't find doesn't exist. ... Classifying twenty thousand volumes is no easy matter. Not only do you have to have a strict respect for order - an almost superhuman respect, I would say - but you need a method and time to devote to the thankless task of cataloging works whose meaning is very different from the numbers you use to identify them.

C.M. Dominguez, tr. P. Sis, The house of paper (2004), 48-9