Overall, I am really proud of what we are building the Internet to do.
I am sorry if I have given her trouble.
I am not saying we live in a utopia.
But I am a prince, and it is foolish for princes to waste their time with such things.
I am in attendance on him, you know; I'll mention it to him.
Yes, my dear; I am Oz, the Great and Terrible.
I am on your side - 100%.
I am so hungry.
"I am a prude," she said, still watching his face.
Am I to thank him or curse him?
I am going to find such a way if I can.
"I am sure I would rather have a good bow with arrows" said Ethelred.
I am a huge fan of heritage meats.
Neither am I. You turned me down, remember.
He thinks I am still a child.
I am serious and fortunately in a perfect position to act.
I am giving you everything, my friends, and I beg you to take everything, all our grain, so that you may not suffer want!
Am I not allowed visitors?
I am not merely civil to him but obey him like a corporal, though I am his senior.
I am not a man, that I should repay kindness with ingratitude!
I am only happy to have had the opportunity of making your acquaintance.
I am so sick of it.
"Am I taken prisoner or have I taken him prisoner?" each was thinking.
I am delighted to find humbugs inside the earth, just the same as on top of it.
Let me see you equal the sorcery I am about to perform.
"Because I am going to stop your breath," was the reply.
I am in no hurry to resign my office and be planted, you may be sure.
In the strict sense of the word I am not a Wizard, but only a humbug.
But I escaped from her and am now the Ruler of my people.
But I am glad to meet a last a Real Horse.
Once in a while I get broken up some, but I am easily repaired and put in good order again.
Only I am sorry for the Emperor that he entrusts our fine army to such as he.
I should make too good a target for the French, besides I am afraid I should hardly be able to climb onto a horse.
I am very glad.
"I am very sorry to have made you travel so far," said he.
By rights I am a militia officer, but my men are not here.
How sorry I am that he died, and how glad I am that he is alive again!
But what am I to do?
"Yes, I am a Mason," Pierre replied.
Am I hindering anyone? she said, not surrendering at once.
I beg you not to tell anyone who I am, and to do what I ask you.
But no, it can't be true that I am in Moscow, he suddenly thought.