“Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin”

“I guess when you'd lived as long, and pondered as much, as Old Tom had...a game of hopscotch could be more profound than village politics or gossip.”

“But...that doesn't make any sense...!''It does if you're a goat.”

“Organization is the Devil's work.”

“It's said that there's three sides to a story: yours, mine, and the truth. Check out God in Wingtip Shoes and The Prison Plumb Line to explore all three.”

“I loved you when you were a snot-nosed kid, into so much mischiefit's a wonder my hair didn't turn prematurely gray. I loved you when youwere a teenager with long, skinny legs and eyes that broke my heartevery time I looked at you. I love you now that you're a woman whomakes my brain go soft, my legs go weak, and my dick get hard. Whenyou walk into a room, my heart damn near jumps out of my chest. Whenyou smile, I feel as if I've won a Nobel Prize. And your eyes stillbreak my heart.”

“Johnny it's Persephone Alcmedi. I..." "Hey Red." That threw me. My hair's dark dark brown. "Red " "I've decided I'm going to call you Red from now on." "All right. Why " He snickered in a very masculine way and lowered his voice. "Cause I like the idea of the big bad wolf visiting you and Grandma.”