A maidenhead, the virgin's troubleIs well-compare-d to a bubbleon a navigable riverSoon 'tis touched t'is gone forever
~ John Clare
Whither thou goest, I will go;Where thou diest, will I dieAnd there will I be buried:The Angel do so to me, and more also,If aught but death part thee and me.
~ Cassandra Clare
He banged on the side of the carriage. Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.
