If only a horrible storm can demolish the castle of the devil, then let the storm be victorious! It is not uncommon that heaven comes after hell!
Lollypop...the passion contained merely kissesplaced upon lips, neck and cheekthese young lovers of the castleof which our fairytale speaks...
I am going to build a fortress of books.Will you come inside and live with me?
and the castle in which she dwelt was a prison to her; and sometimes sudden fits of gusty passion would overtake her, for weariness grew to hate, and hate to wrath,"The Serpent's Head
This is not one of your fictions where people bleed ink.
The fraudulent electrical utility company in conjunction with the corrupt sheriff taught me that an Englishman's home is not his castle
Rocks in my path? I keep them all. With them I shall build my castle.
I want to know how the hell you managed to locate that hideout using the damn public library.
A man's home is his wife's castle.
A man's house is his castle.
I am glad that it is old and big. I myself am of an old family, and to live in a new house would kill me. A house cannot be made habitable in a day; and, after all, how few days go to make up a centur...