“Top shelf where momma hides the cookies!”

“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.”

“Anya looked upon Nin admirably. Having him as a partner-in-crime—if only on this one occasion, which she hoped would only be the start of something more—was more revitalizing than the cheap thrills of a cookie-cutter shallow, superficial romance, where the top priority was how beautiful a person was on the outside.”