“Be kind to your sleeping heart. Take it out in the vast field of light And let it breathe.”
“All my heart is yours, sir: it belongs to you; and with you it would remain, were fate to exile the rest of me from your presence forever.”
“[...]I am a romance slut, and there's nothing I can do about it. If a guy does or says something romantic, I'm all "Oh, please excuse me, kind sir, let me dial down my IQ and oh, if it would please sir, may I offer you this moist, yet helpless va-jay-jay that seems to have lost its way."-The Chronicles of Abby Normal”
“The integrity of my sleep has been forever compromised, sir.”
“Fight on my men,"says Sir Andrew Barton,I am hurt,but I am not slain;I'll lay me down and bleed a-while,And then I'll rise and fight again".”