I don't know much about cars," Joyce said, "but I think someone took my engine.

You're a marshmallow. Soft and sweet and when you get heated up you go all gooey and delicious."-

I shot that sucker right in the gumpy." Grandma Mazur

The 'Barnaby' books were always intended to be graphic novels.

I'm done with men. I have a hamster. That's all I need.

When I was six years old I sprinkled sugar on my head, convinced myself it was pixie dust, wished myself invisible, and walked into the boys' bathroom at school.

My Spanish is limited to burrito and taco.

Calories don’t count if they’re connected to a celebration. Everyone knows this.

-You're gloating, Max. It's not flattering. Somebody needs to teach you a little humility.- -A good woman could do that.- -She'd have to be armed and dangerous.-

Its always nice to have a stud muffin at the table.

Only men you can count on these days are Ben and Jerry.

A more peaceful world and a more peaceful century require that we rely not on weapons but on developing a widespread inner peace.

A soul mate is not found. A soul mate is recognized.

Until we begin to discover and create value, purposefully and systemically, we are not humans but only biomass

My heart balloons with admiration for these talented artists, which I so desperately want to be

I look suspicious if I dress in sort of benign clothes, going to the airport.

Men have discovered other philosophical and ethical systems, but they have not found another Jesus Christ. No one in history can match Him.

I've always liked people who know me to like me, because I think I'm quite likeable. But people who make up their minds based on the image in the papers or a voice on a pop record? They're idiots.

I do enjoy my own company. I cannot imagine anybody entertaining me more than I do. If it sounds selfish, I don't care. I made it a religion almost.

Last guy I was interested in turned out to be an incestuous necrophiliac," she said. "So no, not currently dating, and definitely not doing any more shopping in the 'sociopath' category

Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Prolonged absence makes the heart forget.