Puts in piles, perhaps

Usage examples of sorts.

Lang and Bresson and Deren but the anti-New Wave abstracters like Frampton, wacko Nucks like Godbout, anticonfluential directors like Dick and the Snows who not only really belonged in a quiet pink room somewhere but were also self-consciously behind the times, making all sorts of heavy art-gesture films about film and consciousness and isness and diffraction and stasis et cetera.

The light from the tiny lamps fell in all sorts of odd forms, as the rays crossed each other, or the opacity of our bodies threw great shadows.

He and Hal exchanged the very slight sorts of nods people use when they like each other past all need for politeness.

Scotch-taped photos of all sorts of variegated and esoteric celebrities past and present, which are varied as residents throw magazines into the E.

About all we were supposed to do was march around in places where the Osthos could see us-the usual sorts of things, you understand-flex our muscles, wave our swords and axes, shout war cries, and all the other foolishness that impresses the lowlanders.

That gave the idiot in Kanthon all sorts of wild delusions, and he ordered me to lay siege to the city of Osthos itself.

Set up a camp of sorts, and then you, Bheid, and I had better drift into a couple of those villages down by the edge of the inlet.

I know all sorts of ways to change the rules of any game he can devise.

I did not sleep well, though my bed was comfortable enough, for I had all sorts of queer dreams.

At every station there were groups of people, sometimes crowds, and in all sorts of attire.

I start at my own shadow, and am full of all sorts of horrible imaginings.

Before the sun dipped below the black mass of Kettleness, standing boldly athwart the western sky, its downward way was marked by myriad clouds of every sunset colour, flame, purple, pink, green, violet, and all the tints of gold, with here and there masses not large, but of seemingly absolute blackness, in all sorts of shapes, as well outlined as colossal silhouettes.

Last of all was a little heap of keys of all sorts and sizes, probably those belonging to the other houses.

He has been shopping too, and has sent home such a wonderful lot of fur coats and wraps, and all sorts of warm things.

As we went, suddenly, from all sorts of unexpected places, spears gleamed out in the moonlight, only to vanish again when we uttered the password.