“You're like a doll I had when I was a kid. She was all stiched together and her head kept falling off, but I loved that doll. That's what you look like. Like somebody just loved you to death.”

“People?" As though she'd never heard of such a thing. "They're like dolls. Plastic and shiny and fake.”

“When you had no one to vent to, everything stayed inside and festered like old meat in a hot fridge.”

“You're like rottweilers - they protect you from burglars, but nothing protects you from them.”

“She tucked a five-dollar bill into my dress strap—like I was a stripper!”

“I caught her red-handed with her hands down his pants.""You did not," Fancy told Madda sternly, with as much dignity as she was able. "It was just one hand.”

“She was like the moon—part of her was always hidden away.”