You sick, twisted monster," Sabrina seethed at Pinocchio.

Sabrina turned back to the house and saw the horrible truth- a pair of legs was sticking out from beneath it and they were wearing a pari of shiny silver shoes with a remarkable red tint to them. She suddenly realized they hadn't just entered a story. They had entered one of the most famous stories ever told. "Daphne, I don't think we're in Ferryport Landing anymore.

If we have to get married and have a million babies, I hope our relationship will be built on mutual disgust and an endless barrage of ridicule and insults. It feels like the only thing I can count on right now. I don’t want something dumb like respect and affection getting in the way.

You can't ground us. We're homeless," Daphne said.

I ate her cooking for eighteen years," he whispered. "You get used to it." "Oh yeah, when?" "I think it happened around the seventeenth year," Henry said.

Don't disrespect the sword marshmallow.

That's why crazy people are so dangerous. You think they're nice until they're chaining you up in the garage.