“You're right, he's a killer," you said. "A rooster with some serious issues.”
“They-" He stopped and just blinked at me for a minute. "You know, people are always saying that you're cuckoo. Looney Tunes. Off the freaking edge. But I tell 'em, no, she's okay. She's got some...anger management issues. But you know what? They're right. You're nuts.”
“If you're really tired, I could put you to sleep," he said. "Tell you a bedtime story."She looked at him. "Are you serious?""I'm always serious”
“Girl ... you're seriously crackin' a moisty right now, aren't you?”
“Let me give you some advice," said Trace. "Your wife is right, you are wrong, even when you're right, so you might as well apologize right off.”
“If a rooster crows while you're thinking about a man," the fortuneteller had once told Maria, "then he's the one you'll marry.”