I Am As Devoted To

Chapter One. The Bride." He Held Up The Book Then. "i'm Reading It To You For Relax." He Practically Shoved The Book In My Face. "by S. Morgenstern. Great Florinese Writer. The Princess Bride. He Too Came To America. S. Morgenstern. Dead Now In New York. The English Is His Own. He Spoke Eight Tongues." Here My Father Put Down The Book And Held Up All His Fingers. "eight. Once In Florin City...

Now What Happens?" Asked The Man In Black. "we Face Each Other As God Intended," Fezzik Said. "no Tricks, No Weapons, Skill Against Skill Alone." "you Mean You'll Put Down Your Rock And I'll Put Down My Sword And We'll Try To Kill Each Other Like Civilized People, Is That It?

There’s Death Coming Up, And You Better Understand This:some Of The Wrong People Die.be Ready For It.

Tr...ooooo...luv...' Fezzik Grabbed Onto Inigo In Panic And They Both Pivoted, Staring At The Man In Black, Who Was Silent Again. '"true Love," He Said,' Inigo Cried. 'you Heard Him - True Love Is What He Wants To Come Back For. That's Certainly Worthwhile.' 'sonny, Don't You Tell Me What's Worthwhile - True Love Is The Best Thing In The World, Except For Cough Drops. Everybody Knows That.

Good Night, Westley. Good Work. Sleep Well. I'll Most Likely Kill You In The Morning.