“I am single because I am allergic for cursing words and bad table manners”

“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”

“When I am alone, my table manners are rather piggish, but i suppose that's because I don't eat at a table, I eat at my desk. Which could be considered a table, except we tend to define things by their function, and this particular surface is a desk, so perhaps piggish is unfair.”

“Are demons allergic to fashion? Am I supposed to blind them with sequins?”

“What my children appear to be on the surface is no matter to me. I am fooled neither by gracious manners nor by bad manners. I am interested in what is truly beneath each kind of manners…I want my children to be people– each one separate– each one special– each one a pleasant and exciting variation of all the others”

“I didn't need to transform after all.My name is Harriet Manners and I am a geek.And maybe that's not so bad after all.”