"That is you all over! You are the most tiresome boy to have anything to do with! You are always bothering about things being wrong, till you make them wrong.

Now I hardly ever think of it; but I can't go on doing things after you've said they are wrong, because that would be wrong of me, don't you see?
And yet it wasn't a bit wrong of me before I knew.

I hate you!" "I say, Betty, I'm awfully sorry lo have riled you; but you asked me." "I didn't ask you whether I need ask Cousin Maria, stupid! You know I didn't.

I asked you whether it was wrong to fall in love, and then you went and dragged Cousin Maria in.

I wish I'd never asked you anything; I wish I'd never spoken to you; I wish I'd got somebody else to play with, and then I'd never speak to you again as long as I live." Of course it was unwise of Christopher to condemn a weakness to which Elisabeth was prone, and to condone one to which she was not; but no man has learned wisdom at fifteen, and but few at fifty.
"You are the most disagreeable boy I have ever met, and I wish I could think of something to do to annoy you.