If you have writ your annals true, ‘tis there,
That, like an eagle in a dove-cote, I
Flutter’d your Volscians in Corioli:
Alone I did it. Boy! ~ Coriolanus, Act V, Scene 6
Groby is at your disposal if you want to live there with Michael, and, of course, with sufficient income to keep it up.
-That means you don’t intend to live there yourself. Or you intend to get killed. I should warn you that if you do get killed, I shall cut down the cedar.
i wish i knew what you were thinking
i just realized this probably sounds really deep about some boy or something but its about my dog