“But the pinkness and whiteness of underskirts and camisoles, the frilliness of foundation garments, the rustle about the bustle and the fuss about the bust.”

“Folks who make such a fuss about their rights turn them into wrongs sometimes. -- (from Behind the White Brick)”

“oh... so this is what all the fuss is about.”

“Bustle about Noddy, or we shant be in time to snabble any of the lobster patties.”

“Maybe they’re customers. (Simone)For a doll store? Yes, I can just see them now…I’ll take the frilly pink baby doll. (Liza)”

“Wild geese fly south, creaking like anguished hinges; along the riverbank the candles of the sumacs burn dull red. It's the first week of October. Season of woolen garments taken out of mothballs; of nocturnal mists and dew and slippery front steps, and late-blooming slugs; of snapdragons having one last fling; of those frilly ornamental pink-and-purple cabbages that never used to exist, but are all over everywhere now.”