“Son of a whore, God damn you! can you tell A peerless peer the readiest way to Hell? I've outswilled Bacchus, sworn… — John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester Copy Share Image
“Well, that’s that. Goodbye cruel world. Be sure to fuck thyself on the way out, you mean-assed son of a whore.” — Belle Aurora Copy Share Image
“Take your filthy paws off my son, you whore, and get out of my house-now!" She hisses through gritted teeth.” — E.L. James Copy Share Image
