“That's okay," she told him."It's cute."Cute. Ryan wanted to die. In a painful, gory, noncute way.”
“All right, he thought, okay; if thats the way it is; a savagery of anger in him now at the picture. They call them "pin-up girls" and think its cute how "our boys," now that they're drafted, love to hang them in their wall lockers. And then close up all the whorehouses, every place they can, so our young men will not be contaminated.”
“I'm a godmother, that's a great thing to be, a godmother. She calls me god for short, that's cute, I taught her that.”
“That's so cute! They have birdbaths in the church!”
“Come on, buddy--she's pretty cute. After another beer, she'll go up to really cute.”
“She was twentysix and pretty in a way that made men want to tuck her into flannel sheets and kiss her on the forehead before leaving the room; cute but not beautiful.”