“When somebody says or does something you like. Amen.”

“Letter from Mr. B:Why does a back scratch feel better coming from somebody else than if you do it yourself?”

“He just did it for the same reason he does everything else - he felt like it.”

“Nobody knows who said it first, but somebody must have: 'Kid's gotta be a maniac.”

“Vowels were something else. He didn't like them and they didn't like him. There were only five of them, but they seemed to be everywhere. Why, you could go through twenty words without bumping into some of the shyer consonants, but it seemed as if you couldn't tiptoe past a syllable without waking up a vowel. Consonants, you know pretty much where you stood, but you could never trust a vowel.”

“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.”

“I’m not my name. My name is something I wear, like a shirt. It gets worn. I outgrow it, I change it.”