Dear Mr Skully, I have caught my neck in a mangle and will be indisposed for eternity. Yours in death S.D.
To marry the Irish is to look for poverty.
Revenge is what I want. Nothing but pure unadulterated revenge. But my mother brought me up to be a lady.
You know, there must be happiness somewhere, when a lawyer dies.
If you're going to love somebody, love somebody who needs it.
Expect the worst and that's what you'll get only it will be much worse.