“ I never could talk to my sister Molly, because she was loopy”

“If she had only known, things might have been different between us, but I could never talk to her about it"[Jimmy about Molly]”

“Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.”

“It turns out that Molly wasn't her mother's daughter in that respect. Charity was like the MacGuyver of the kitchen. She could whip up a five-course meal for twelve from an egg, two spaghetti noodles, some household chemicals, and a stick of chewing gum. Molly ...Molly once burned my egg. My boiled egg. I don't know how.”

“People never like me and I never like people," she thought. "And I never can talk as the Crawford children could. They were always talking and laughing and making noises.”

“Drooling over an African figure that I could never have, I feasted my eyes uponthe swaying mounds of my fellow African sisters.”