Has No One Ever Told You That

God Knows I'm No Saint, But I Don't Think I'm More Of A Sinner Than Any Other Man.

If It Comes To That," Retorted Frederica, With Spirt, " I Am Continually Shocked By The Things You Don't Scruple To Say To Me,cousin! You Are Quite Abominable!" He Sighed. "alas, I Know It! The Reflection Gives Me Sleepless Nights.

Is It Not Insupportable To Be Held Down To A Canter When You Long To Gallop For Miles?

What I Mean Is, Like You To Have Everything You Want. Wished It Was Me, That's All

You Are An Atrocious Person! Since The Day I Met You I Have Become Steadily More Depraved.