I Do, However, Think It Would Be

I Don't Think She Realized How Much She Cared For Him, Or He For Her, Until The End. Hasn't Someone Said A Woman May Be Known By The Men Who Love Her Enough To Die For Her? (if They Haven't, I Claim The Credit Myself.)

A Fondness For Martyrdom, Especially Of The Verbal Variety, Is Common To The Young.

The Trouble With Unknown Enemies Is That They Are So Difficult To Identify.

Money Was The Manure Of Politics.

Peculiar Or Not, It Is My Idea Of Pleasure. Why, Why Else Do You Lead This Life You Don't Enjoy It? Don't Talk Of Duty To Me; You Men Always Have Some High-sounding Excuse For Indulging Yourselves. You Go Gallivanting Over The Earth, Climbing Mountains, Looking For The Sources Of The Nile; And Expect Women To Sit Dully At Home Embroidering. I Embroider Very Badly. I Think I Would Excavate Rather Well.