Bathe thy breathing tresses, meekest Eve!

Every minute with you, Darling Eve, is a minute to treasure."

She slid a glance toward him as she uncoded the seal. "You really do want sex."

"I'm still breathing, so that would be yes.

We'd bathe her, feed her, all of that stuff.

Cudgel thy brains no more about it.

Give thy thoughts no tongue.

Thy mother's name is ominous to children.