You lose your manners when you're poor.
Truth made you a traitor as it often does in a time of scoundrels.
I'm good at embroidery. It's what I always wanted to do.... Yep, instead of whoring, I just wanted to do fancy embroidery.
It is a mark of many famous people that they cannot part with their brightest hour.
What a word is truth. Slippery, tricky, unreliable. I tried in these books to tell the truth.
Things start out as hopes and end up as habits.