It does seem simple, doesn't it?' she said, with a final bitter attempt at flippancy, 'when you want to kill a chicken...you take hold of it...then you wring its neck...it's only the chicken who does not find it quite so simple. Now you hold a knife at my throat, and a hostage for my obedience...You find it simple...I don't

Look at this limp cravet. And the sad state of those cuffs. I can hardly bring myself to look upon them.

Fate is usually swift when she deals a blow.

She said nothing, and Sir Andrew, too, was silent, yet those two young people understood one another, as young people have a way of doing all the world over, and have done since the world began.

music is the most absorbing of all the arts. It absorbs the mind of the artist, whether creator or executant, to the exclusion of every other consideration outside his own immediate necessities or desires.

Virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when it is crushed.

Sink me! Your taylors have betrayed you! T'wood serve you better to send THEM to Madam Guillotine