How wonderful," he purred. "I've been longing to speak to you for days, Princess Cecelia."
"And I've been wanting to kick you in the shin for days.

I already have a plan." Celie said, raising her hand as she would with her tutor.
"Do you?" Rolf's eyes gleamed. "What is it?"
"I don't think you'll like it, Lilah." Celie apologized straightaway. "It involves manure...a great deal of manure."
Rolf started to laugh again.

I don't want to comment on Tom's relationship with Katie, but I'm a private person and I don't feel you should talk about your private life. I think it's best to keep this sort of thing to yourself.

But I really would love to give her a very special gift. I was hoping if I did, she might give me a kiss in return, instead of the brotherly hugs I always get instead.

And then what did you do, Lord Oliver?" Karl's eight-year-old daughter gazed up at him in awe, as though this were the best story she had ever heard.

There have been, we believe, a number of fighter aircraft sorties against refugees, but I can't comment any further about that,