My son's name is Alexander, Muriel said. "Did I tell you that? I named him Alexander because it sounded high-class.

Gentle Octavia, Let your best love draw to that point, which seeks Best to preserve it: if I lose mine honour, I lose myself: better I were not yours Than yours so branchless.

Miraculously, they did this without any input from the so-called snowflake generation.

trying to gangpile an innocent old man Trying? Well, as much as a gangpile can be accomplished on an electronics newsgroup, succeeding is more like but even then it's written word against written word. I doubt you could handle it at a real bonfire.