There are too many Dudleys already in this world
I cannot go with you all the way on your journey, but I would go as far as I might
You must pray to God for forgiveness because I can give you none
If only they would all just leave me alone with my books and my letters, I would be content to let life, and the world pass me by
His handsome face is suffused with rage. He stands before me shaking, then to my disgust, bursts into noisy tears; I shall tell my mother of you! he sobs and crashes out of the chamber
