“I'm an orphan!" Constance cried gleefully. "I'm an orphan!" ~ The Prisoner's Dilemma”

“Listen, just do what you think is right, and we'll support it." ~ Sticky Washington, The Prisoner's Dilemma”

“Au contraire...""What?" Constance demanded.Curtain blinked.~ The Perilous Journey”

“Poor Kate,” said Constance, “she’s lost her marbles.”

“Milligan! Come and tell us why you're so dreadfully glum!" ~ Constance, The Mysterious Benedict Society”

“Oh dear,"cried Rhonda just then, for Mr. Benedict, awash in strong emotion, has gone to sleep.with a sudden loud snore he toppled forward into the attentive arms of Rhonda and Number Two, who eased him to the floor."What's wrong with him?" Constance asked."He has narcolepsy," said Kate."He steals a lot?""That's kleptomania," Sticky said. "Mr. Benedict sleeps a lot.”

“So what's your team called?" asked Kate, twisting her legs into a pretzel-like configuration, "We're called the Winmates because we're inmates who win." Kate looked back and forth at Reynie and Constance, searching their expression for signs of delight. "You gave yourselves a name?" asked Constance. Now it was Kate's turn to be baffled. "You didn't? How can you have a team without a name?”