Forthwith I crush this acid lemon Freeing myself of the malefic venom Hither I let thee rotten Let my curse be forgotten.

— Camilla Isley

Gentlemen do not carry a cane or a hat? No gloves?”“Gentleman may still wear them, but I’m afraid the problem is that there aren’t many left.

— Camilla Isley

...he's just so out-of-this-world. They don't make them like that anymore.

— Camilla Isley

...your heart spoke for you. You gave up everything for me.

— Camilla Isley