“Who or what is an Ipod?”

“Listen.” The voice is extremely loud, and I am forced to hold the telephone away from my ear. “I don’t know who you are, or why you have Jack’s phone, but he is my boyfriend, and—”Boyfriend? What is a boyfriend? Perhaps it is something like a beau. “Is he engaged to you, then?” I hope not.“What? No. Of course not.”“Oh, what a relief. He is my true love, and you do not sound very nice.”“What? Listen, you . . .”And then, strangely enough, she calls me a female dog.”

“You will wake only if kissed by a young man who is truly your love, truly your destiny, one who would walk miles and face torturous tests to find you.”

“You shouldn't miss someone who don't miss you, right?”

“Who dares disturb my roses?"Why did I say that”

“Then what is there for you? What is there for you if he does not love you?" Nothing.”

“those who do not know how to see the precious things in life will never be happy.”