“My mother always said that I would come to a bad end but I never thought she meant this - writing allegory in literal times.”

“Yes. I guess it's the foolish romantic in me, but you see, I don’t think that sex is my Muse.”

“Horse-Protestant be damned,” Maurice chuckled, “I am as Irish as the rest of you, but I don’t get to blame someone whenever things don’t go my way.”

“We have had a spot of bother. I am afraid that I shot the Bard in the bottom. Good thing that I was over fifty paces away.”

“It was great spending the nights with him, but sometimes, she needed a little break from him and the her that she became around him.”

“Some good things did come out of France, but the place has become unbearably Gaulish don’t you think?”

“They were still in that forgiving time when even their flaws were quaint.”