She has good instincts, but wrong judgments. She'll rue the day.
I'm so depressed. Christmas is the worst of all. Holidays are terrible, worse than Sundays. I get melancholia.
They're stealing my ideas. They're imitating my shots.
I don't think I'm going to do any good work this morning.
Thank God for your mother.
If and when we get married, only a completely opposite system will prevail.