“One of Renee's friends asked her, "Does your boyfriend wear glasses?" She said, "No, he wears a Walkman.”

“A friend sat next to a nun on a plane. He asked her what she missed most. "Wearing blue jeans," she replied.”

“My eyes change color depending on my mood and what I’m wearing. If I’m wearing an acorn brown shirt, my eyes look like squirrel fur. And if I’m wearing no shirt at all, my eyes look more nude and flesh-colored. I guess my ex girlfriend, Zelda, said it best when her friend asked her what I look like and she said: “He looks like you’d imagine him to look like, if you had no imagination.”

“Do you or do you not like wearing earrings in your mouth that will one day smell like your ex-boyfriend's dick?”

“Hi, Max," she said, pushing her shades up onto her curls."I hope your wearing sunscreen," i said, “your gonna have hella wrinkles by the time your ten.”“Want some daiquiri?” she offered, pointing at a blender.“Is it traitor flavored?” I asked.”

“He took her by the shoulders and pulled her closer to him, his fingers knotting in the fabric of her dress. Even more than in the attic, she felt caught in the eddy of a powerful wave that threatened to pull her over and under, to crush and break her, to wear her down to softness as the sea might wear down a piece of glass.”