The manner of her tongue was a bit antiquated, yet her personality was heretical, rejecting traditions.

She is an ingenious paradox and I'm a little abashed to say that I'm in a state of extol.

However I came to the consensus that I will safeguard her inaudible heart, scorn every hint of dismay, and feed it to the vultures.

I have jettisoned my own grotesque nature, for she is my alleviation.

It might sound querulous, but she is the pinnacle of my languished existence.