One man's ways may be as good as another's$$$ but we all like our own best.

Maybe that's what love is$$$ I thought: it's being pissed off.

Women have always been the strong ones of the world.

Take some books and read; thats an immense help; and books are always good company if you have the right sort.

We're twins$$$ and so we love each other more than other people.

When you clean up a city$$$ you destroy it.

People empty me. I have to get away to refill.

People who need to bully you are the easiest to push around.

Would it save you a lot of time if I just gave up and went mad now?

If I could but know his heart$$$ everything would become easy.