“Bro," said Roger. "You're a time traveler.""No, I'm not," said Nate."Not yet, but maybe in the future.”

“You're getting to be a big boy,' I said desperately, 'it's time you started thinking about your future.''I'm thinking about my future,' said Sonny, grimly. 'I think about it all the time.”

“Get back in my cot, girl," said Gilsa. "You're sickly."No, I'm not," said Ani.Oh, no? Well, maybe stubbornness is a sickness, did you ever think of that?”

“I'm graduating and she corrected my vocabulary the other day. I said I felt nauseous, and she said the word I wanted was nauseated. Fucked me up, bro. Didn't know there was a difference.”

“Amelia Bedelia," said Mrs. Rogers,"Christmas is just around the corner.""It is?" said Amelia Bedelia. "Which corner?"Mrs. Rogers lauhged and said,"I mean tomorrow is Christmas Day.""I know that," said Amelia Bedelia.”

“The future of fiction? he said. Maybe, she said. Will it have room for, you know, love & stuff? he said. Always, she said. OK then, he said.”