“If I had three magic wishes, I’d use the first wish for one more, to replace the one I just wasted wishing for something I already had.”
“I wish I could have lived just one day when the world was new. I wish—I wish I could have reaped just one single, solitary, big Emotion before the world had caught it and—appraised it—and taxed it—and licensed it—and staled it!”
“If I had but one wish, it would have been to find someone like you.”“And if you were a coin, I’d throw you down a well without making a wish.”
“You know what I wish? I wish all the scum of the Earth had one throat and I had my hands about it.”
“There was a certain bitter humor to lying awake wishing for something one cannot have, after lying awake not so long ago wishing for the opposite thing that one had just lost. Not a very useful sort of adaptability, this, she thought.”
“I wish you all had one neck and that I had my hands on it.”