A man's pride shall bring him low: but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit.

Who are you crying about, the predatory prick or the shit-for-brains tramp? Because neither one deserves your tears.

(Anatomy course supervisor) And put those forearm bones away will you, we are finished with'em.

What's more, too, my dear, I'll buy a new table, cover, a new teatray, and we'll have the teapot used every night, for just see what an order it's got me