“Incidentally, I only have one cavity, and as much as my dentist asks me to, I just can't bring myself to floss.”

“I do not," I felt oddly appalled by her statement. "I'm an excellent liar. Ask my dentist. He swears I floss regularly.”

“I wonder if there's such a thing as a spiritual dentist? I think my whole personality is full of cavities!”

“The thing about a cavity search is this: it has nothing to do with the dentist.”

“Do we still have to floss?" Tommy asked. "I mean, what's the point of being immortal if we have to floss?”

“There is so much I could say about myself, but I wish you know only this; at times I may be bitter, at times I may be sweet; do not judge me on one character or the other. I have more facets than a jewel, I ask that you understand all of me before you judge me. No one side of my personality is bigger than another, just as no one emotion claims me all the time.”