Eve didn't choose to eat the apple. She was tempted by the serpent." "Yes," I argue, thoughts coming out half-formed. "But...she didn't have to take a bite. She chose to.

I know I've done the right thing but I couldn't feel worse about it, and I suppose that is part of what it is to lead.

People aren't always what you want them to be

Really? And what curse befalls the Adams of the world?" Ann opens her mouth and, presumably thinking of nothing to say, closes it again. It is Felicity who answers, eyes steely. "They are weak to temptation. And we are their temptresses.

She's no beauty, mate

We sit and listen and are enthralled anew, for good stories, it seems, never lose their magic.

Could I have a Sloe Gin Fizz, without the gin?" "What's the point of that, Miss?" the waiter said. "Tomorrow morning," Mabel said.