“I want to assure you, I’m not that kind of pervert. But don’t worry, goat lady, there’s somebody for everybody. Or anybody for nobody. Maybe I have that backwards, and upside down.”
“All I know is I’m losing my mind,” Franny said. “I’m just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else’s. I’m sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting. It’s disgusting – it is, it is. I don’t care what anybody says.”
“since nobody can be everybody, then anybody can be somebody”
“The game had started. Everybody was assuring everybody else how reliable they were. In fact, nobody trusted anybody but themselves”
“There’s hardly anybody who doesn’t hate somebody now, and nobody at all whom somebody doesn’t hate.”
“I don’t. I don’t want anybody else to touch you. I’m silly. I get furious if they touch you.”