“Everyone in the room was so spectral-looking that Madeleine’s natural healthiness seemed suspect, like a vote for Reagan.”

“Gorgeous, glowing rays of light...This was what true beauty and goodness looked like-- a spectral, luminescent gathering of beings so pure it hurt to look directly at them, like the most glorious eclipse, or maybe Heaven itself.”

“Vote? What's so fun about voting? You should never vote, everyone knows that. If you vote and your guy wins you can't later complain because you helped put him there. That's why I never vote, so I can later complain.”

“I'll have you eating healthy eventually.Probably so. Seems like I'll do about anything for you.”

“Just as I suspected, my room does look different, post-eclipse. It looks smalled, like it can't contain me anymore.After all, I've got a whole new world to see.”

“I have always suspected everyone who likes me of having poor judgment. I despise them for being so easily taken in.”