“I had to stop selling stick-figure portraits of women at the beach, after too many customers complained I was making them look “too fat.”

“When I was younger, I craved friendship and closeness. I make bonds without acknowledging how quickly and permanently they would break. I took people lives' personally. I felt their friends could be my friends, their parents could be their parents. But after awhile, I had to stop. It was too heartbreaking to live with too many separations.”

“Will: I say we sell her to the Gypsies on Hampstead Heath. I hear they puchase spare women as well as hoses.Charlotte: Will, stop it. That's ridivulous.Will:You're right. They'd never buy her. Too scrawny.”

“I'm beginning to think that you aren't with child. You've simply become fat after reading too many recipes.”

“Some people had too much power and too much cruelty to live. Some people were too horrible, no matter if you loved them; no matter that you had to make yourself terrible too, in order to stop them. Some things just had to be done.I forgive myself, thought Fire. Today, I forgive myself.”

“I used to complain to myself that life was so boring, that there was too much laundry to do, too many noses to wipe. Now there are not enough noses to wipe.”