Suddenly It Was Too Hard To Be

And I Hope You Will Not Think Me Foolish When I Also Extend My Thanks. Thank You, Michael, For Letting My Son Love Her First. —from Janet Stirling, Dowager Countess Of Kilmartin, To Michael Stirling, Earl Of Kilmartin

I Had To Do Something," She Said. "i Couldn't Just Sit And Wait For Life To Happen To Me Any Longer.

And If You Say That's Because You Lot Barged Into Her Home Like A Herd Of Mentally Deficient Sheep, I'm Disowning All Three Of You.

If You Want To Know If A Gentleman Loves You,” Her Mother Said, “there Is Only One True Way To Be Sure.” “it’s In His Kiss,” Her Mother Whispered. “it’s All There, In His Kiss.

Francesca: It's Still A Bit Cold Yet. Michael: Never Stopped John And Me. Francesca: Yes, Well, You're Scottish. Your Blood Circulates Quite Well Half Frozen.