We May All Deserve Hell, But Some

Of All The Weapons She Had Commanded, Elizabeth Knew The Least Of Love; And Of All The Weapons In The World, Love Was The Most Dangerous.

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.

Contrary To His Infallibly "honest" Image, Abe Wasn't Above Lying So Long As It Served A Noble Purpose.

I Want To Be Judged Harshly Because That Forces Me To Really Sit Down And Focus.

Real Power... Comes Not From Hate, But From Truth.