I knew my transformation was complete when Dr.Keyes asked, "How are you feeling today, Tandy?" and I responded "I'm not

I'm not a writer's writer. I'm not a craftsman. I could be, and that would be a one-book-a-year operation.

I vill now destroy the snickuh bahrs!

An unbearable smug look came over his usually impassive face."Uh-huh. You just keep telling youself that. You looove me." I took a swing at him, but he jumped back nimbly, and all I did was jar my left arm, making it hurt. He laughed at me, then pointed at the woods ouside the window."Pick a tree. I'll go carve our initials in it.

I stood there watching Phoebe arrange the pillows and the sheets. She isn't thinking that I... I mean, she doesn't think that she and I would... WHAT?

You're children. Don't you want a home, a family?" "With, like, vitamin-fortified cereal and educational television?

Never underestimate the power of funny, it moves mountains.