I'm Not Witch. I'm Your Wife.

Tr...ooooo...luv...' Fezzik Grabbed Onto Inigo In Panic And They Both Pivoted, Staring At The Man In Black, Who Was Silent Again. '"true Love," He Said,' Inigo Cried. 'you Heard Him - True Love Is What He Wants To Come Back For. That's Certainly Worthwhile.' 'sonny, Don't You Tell Me What's Worthwhile - True Love Is The Best Thing In The World, Except For Cough Drops. Everybody Knows That.

I Love You. Okay? Want It Louder? I Love You. Spell It Out, Should I? I Ell-oh-vee-ee Why-oh-you. Want It Backward? You Love I.

When I Left You, You Were Already More Beautiful Than Anything I Dared To Dream. In Our Years Apart, My Imaginings Did Their Best To Improve On Your Perfection. At Night, Your Face Was Forever Behind My Eyes. And Now I See That That Vision Who Kept Me Company In My Loneliness Was A Hag Compared To The Beauty Now Before Me.

I Just Know Once You're Over Your Emotional Outbursts, You'll Come Up With-' I Mean If We Even Had A Wheelbarrow, That Would Be Something,' Westley Said.

Buttercup's Mother Whirled On Him. 'did You Forget To Pay Your Taxes?' (this Was After Taxes. But Everything Is After Taxes. Taxes Were Here Even Before Stew.)