“That's all a grit is, a vehicle. For whatever it is you rather be eating.”

“The more one knows fairy tales the less fantastical they appear; they can be vehicles of the grimmest realism, expressing hope against all the odds with gritted teeth.”

“You think intelligence and grit can succeed by themselves, but I'm telling you that's a pretty illusion.”

“And when all feels hopeless, remember that you are in charge of what goes into your body, you don't answer to anyone, and you are allowed to eat anything you want. Often just knowing we can eat whatever we want is enough to keep us from eating whatever we want. We're so rebellious.”

“A lady should be respectful," is all he manages through gritted teeth. He pitches the towel in the corner.Miriam snorts. "That's me. My fair fuckin' lady.”

“eat whatever you meet along the way.If you come late don't eat but wack yours with hers.”