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

“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.”

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

“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.”

“Do you really think that one person can be enough for someone?”

“May God forgive you for saying such a thing.”

“I think you should be grateful to the English, they built this country and made it civil.”