I don't have time to feel sorry for myself. I've got to think.
I don't have time to feel sorry for myself. I've got to think.
May I suggest that you all read? And often. Believe me, it's nice to have something to talk about other than the weather and the Queen's health. Your mind is not a cage. It's a garden. And it requires cultivating.
They don't know what they're in for at Spence, getting me, a ghost of a girl who'll nod and smile and take her tea but who isn't really here.
I don't trust her father than I can run full-steam in a corset.
Might. Is there any opiate more powerful than that word?
They have money and position and Ann has none.It's amazing how often you can be right as long as you have those two things working in your favor.
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