That's the magic of books. They're never quite the same for any two people. When you read one, you automatically make it your own.

The only things you can truly love after such a short time are ice cream flavors and comfortable shoes.

I don't care what you Yanks say, cheese should not whiz.

Goose neck is a delicacy. You have to at least try it. In fancy restaurants people pay up to fifty dollars a plate for this stuff.' And at our house we were force-fed it for free. Just another irony of life.

Yesterday you asked me what the purpose of life is. I've thought about that ever since. I think it's to do good no matter what life throws at you, to not let the pain turn you bitter. It's something we have to learn, something we have to make ourselves become...Little kids don't have to learn it. They already know.

You need to be more careful, or you could hurt yourself.

New York is a nice place." "If you like concrete, crowds, and that claustrophobic, closed-in feeling.