The natural thing, my lord, men and women joined.
…but there they lay, sprawled across the field, craved far more by the vultures than by wives.
It is always the latest song that an audience applauds the most.
I would rather be a serf in a poor man's house and be above ground than reign among the dead.
Pine needle sorbet? Pine needle sorbet?! My kids do NOT eat sorbet. They eat sherbet, and they pronounce it sherbert, and they wish it was ice cream!
I detest the man who hides on thing in the depths of his heart and speaks forth another.