“Oh, I am in love with life!”
“Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,a medley of extemporanea,And love is a thing that can never go wrong,and I am Marie of Romania.”
“Oh, Life, I am yours. Whatever it is you want of me, I am ready to give.”
“oh God! what am I to do if I love nothing but fame and men's esteem?”
“Oh! I am delighted with the book! I should like to spend my whole life in reading it.”
“Oh, Lady Maccon, I am unreservedly in love with her. That black hair, that sweet disposition, those capital hats.”