Who was she herself? The real one, the true one, with God's mark upon her brow?

who do you think you are?

who are you to judge me and decide if i should have a child or not? who are you to be sarcastic? you have an empty head.

who are you to try to take over my group and undermine my authority? did you have the nerve to start a group like this? no? then let me run it the way i want and do not undermine me or try to manage behind my back.

who are you to decide if we should meet once, twice or several times?

just who do you think you are?