Peabody, you never cease to amaze me." "One day I'll tell you about my granny and her five lovers." "Five lovers isn't abnormal for a woman's lifetime." "Not in her lifetime; last month. All at the same time." Peabody glanced up, deadpan. "She's ninety-eight. I hope to take after her.

Matt's brother and the blond cook spent a good portion of last season tangling the sheets. Historically, said cook tangled many other sheets with dexterity and aplomb." "Aplomb" "It's a polite way to say she banged often, well and without too much discrimination." "That also sounded polite." "I was raised well.

How's it going down there?" "It's weird. They're too polite, they talk funny, and stuff has too much shine on it. But the coffee's worse than Central's, so that's something.

I can fix a bad page. I can't fix a blank page.

He had realised that most vital of humanities. he had touched lives. And he had raised three boys that no one had wanted into men.

I had the blood and fire rule when my boys were young. You know, unless it's blood or fire, don't bother me.

I fear feeling my heart break a second time, because I'm not sure I could survive it. I'd rather live alone than risk the pain.