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This Is A Most Unfortunate Affair, And Will Probably Be Much Talked Of. But We Must Stem The Tide Of Idle Chatter, And Pour Into Our Wounded Bosoms The Soothing Balm Of Vengeance.

If You're Stephen King And You Have A Massive Body Of Huge-selling Well-respected Work, You Can Pivot And Do Whatever You Want. I Don't Have That Body Of Work, I Don't Have That Audience That's Comfortable With Me Enough Yet To Follow My Bliss With Me.

I Feel Rather Like A Rabbit That Has Taken A Fox For Its Pupil.

Elizabeth Lifted Her Skirt, Disregarding Modesty, And Delivered A Swift Kick To The Creature's Head.

He Begged To Know To Which Of His Fair Cousins The Excellency Of Its Cookery Was Owing. Briefly Forgetting Her Manners, Mary Grabbed Her Fork And Leapt From Her Chair Onto The Table. Lydia, Who Was Seated Nearest Her, Grabbed Her Ankle Before She Could Dive At Mr. Collins And, Presumably, Stab Him About The Head And Neck For Such An Insult.