“If we are destined to be together again, be happy to know you’ll be getting the real me, not some blubbering half me.”

“Now," my mother sniffled, "WERE you abducted? Kidnapped?""You mean did somebody snatch me?""Yes. Well?""Why would anybody wanna snatch ME?""Megin. Just DID they?""Did who? Who's THEY?"ANYBODY! Snatch you?"I laughed. "Jeez no!" And she grabbed me again and we cried some more.”

“He tapped my chest. 'Happy is here.' He tapped his own chest. 'Here.'I looked down past my chin. 'Inside?''Inside.'It was getting crowded in there. First angel. Now happy. It seemed there was more to me than cabbage and turnips.”

“You’re cheating yourself out of today. Today is calling to you, trying to get your attention, but you’re stuck on tomorrow, and today trickles away like water down a drain. You wake up the next morning and that today you wasted is gone forever. It’s now yesterday. Some of those moments may have had wonderful things in store for you , but now you’ll never know.”

“Happy". I had not heard that word since Mr. Milgrom spoke it at the last Hanukkah. I asked him the question that had been on my mind since then. "Tata, what is happy?"He looked at me and at the ceiling and back to me."Did you ever taste an orange?" he said. ”

“I'm pounding and kicking him and I'm all me and I'm kicking and kicking into the face that's crying and begging for mercy, kicking, kicking...only for real, for cold ice real, it's not my foot smashing his face to a pulp, but my stick smashing the puck into the board, and it's not him crying, but me.”

“You’ll know her more by your questions than by her answers. Keep looking at her long enough. One day you might see someone you know.”