Rich people read their bills. Poor people dread theirs.
N for Nigger: Aphorisms for Grown Children and Childish Grown-upsMy patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.
Letters of Elizabeth Barrett Browning to Mary Russell Mitford, 1836-1854Our own front door can be a wonderful thing, or a sight we dread; rarely is it only a door.
Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?