If you were a woman, all I'd have to say is 'Colin Firth in a wet shirt' and you'd say 'Ah.

What? Don't British women know how to use their knees?

Yes, we'll yell, 'Help, help us, goose girl, and bring the terrifying legion of warrior geese'.

Just like the old adage--what you dislike most in other people is what you dislike the most in yourself--

She wore white heirloom lace about her throat And in her hair a bright golden feather A pearl like a plum hung ripe from her neck But her smile fetched ten gold together

A little snark, properly directed, can change the world.

Get back in my cot, girl," said Gilsa. "You're sickly." No, I'm not," said Ani. Oh, no? Well, maybe stubbornness is a sickness, did you ever think of that?