Holding your hands over your eyes does not mean that other people cannot see you.
I’ll be true, I’ll be useful, I’ll be cavalier; I’ll be yours, my dear.
You’ve got wits, you’ve got looks, you’ve got passion, but are you brave enough to leave with me tonight?
You won’t find it in her weakness; you’ll find it in yourself.
Climb cautiously—but don’t do it for me.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map