He probably doesn’t have any hands but he’s probably still in love with you.
We cannot be tallying money in dribs and drabs!
It’s what’s called a personal gift.
Sir, could you point the way to the worker’s lounge?
There’s nothing more handsome than a bereaved nephew.
Oh Abigail, I didn’t know you two were perambulating.
If your face moves during a daguerreotype sitting you’ll look like a ghost, and ghostly daguerreotypes really upset me.
I would marry any man whose name starts with W or L.
Henceforth, I will boycott all parasols.
To me it’s kind of a…Robin Hood meets Parliament.
Why don’t you think of your Mama, but with a stronger jawline.
We’re starting with a bouillabaisse, a fish stew with conger and scorpion fish.