I don't choose you for what you have. I choose you for what you give me: your devotion, your pain, and your silence. In my world, you don't exist as a man… you exist as an object.
Sir, Having locked away the good Brandy, I welcome my exuberant guest, Lord Hogshead of Wort. Imbibing great quantities of my Kinahan Whisky, he does give a most animated shadow puppet display. I particularly enjoyed his "Raising of the Standard". Tomo