“Oh shit, the jig is up! HIDE THE COOKIES!”
“I folded up that last bit of hope and put it away on the top shelf of my life.”
“That's your solution? Have a cookie?' Astrid asked. 'No, my solution is to run down to the beach and hide out until this is all over,' Sam said. 'But a cookie never hurts.”
“GIRL'S STORY #7: THE HARD-TO-PLEASE MOMMAMomma, I got a B, the daughter said.Who got an A? Momma answered.Momma, I showed in the track meet.Who placed? Momma answered.Momma, I placed in the track meet.Who won? Momma answered.The daughter was chosen Homecoming Queen, the daughter ran all the way home, Momma, Momma, the most wonderful thing happened, I was chosen attendant to the Homecoming Queen.Who's Queen? Momma answered.I am, said the daughter.”
“Look, calling somebody in a wheelchair handicapable doesn`t all of a sudden give them the power to climb stairs or the ability to grab Ho-Hos off the top shelf.”