“Go in and get us a shrunken head!”
“For these dances the boys send corsages, which I keep afterward and keep in my bureau drawer; squashed carnations and brown-edged rosebuds, wads of dead vegetation, like a collection of floral shrunken heads.”
“Someone was absolutely going to get punched in the head today.”
“Love might have expanded her. But we are not all of us going to get loved. We are not all of us going to get expanded.”
“It's true, isn't it, that each of us has two hearts? The secret heart, curled behind like a fist, living gnarled and shrunken beneath the plain, open one we use every day.”
“Go for the moon. If you don't get it, you'll still be heading for a star”