“Rain makes applesauce. Oh, you're just talking silly talk!”

“Oh, talking is not so bad as that," said the Jester. "True, most people say only silly things when they speak. But it's easier to ignore them if you're saying silly things yourself.”

“Burgundy makes you think of silly things, Bordeaux makes you talk of them and Champagne makes you do them.”

“I'm driving so it's your job to make small talk.""Oh.""Not that small." He waved at the security guard as we left the club. "Make medium talk.”

“Oh, good. You're starting to talk about yourself in the third person. That's not a sign of impending megalomania or anything.”

“For a momente she [Gretel] stopped and considered following the rain's advice. But then she shook her head. "You're being foolish," Gretel told herself. "Rain can't talk."No, of course it can't. The moon can eat children, and fingers can open doors, and people's heads can be put back on.But rain? Talk? Don't be ridiculous.Good thinking, Gretel dear. Good thinking.”