All I ask is that my final months be happy ones, and that I be permitted a husband who will see to my proper Christian beheading and burial.

I wouldn't back away from what's right just because it's hard.

On the contrary, there is something pleasing about his mouth when he speaks. And there is something of dignity in the way his trousers cling to those most English parts of him.

Hug your children...Kiss your mothers and fathers, your brothers and sisters. Tell them how much you love them, every day. Because every day is the last day. Every light casts a shadow. And only the gods know when the darkness will find us.

But there are others of my kind...those who see themselves as lions among sheep. As kings--superior to man in every way. Why, then, should they be confined to darkness? Why should they fear man?

Contrary to his infallibly "honest" image, Abe wasn't above lying so long as it served a noble purpose.

Your quarrel is with God. I merely wish to offer Him the opportunity to judge you.