“That’s pretty bad when my hormones can block out a homicide.”
“When one thing takes another away, what do we call that?” she asked my class. “Homicide!” I called out”
“Because with time blocking out the bad, memory is always bound to be a bit naive and stupidly optimistic.”
“Hormones, hormones, lovely little hormones,' Gus sang. 'Give 'em chocolate, give 'em salt, give 'em a credit card and let them sort themselves out. But you never give 'em a gun. Hormones, hormones, lovely little...”
“I near felt bad he choose to be so evil to me. I am a forgiving woman, but my pen... oh my wicked wicked hormonal she-pen.”
“It’s bad enough . . . when a country gets colonized, but when the people do as well! That’s the end, really, that’s the end.”