The World Is Not A Wish-granting Factory.

I Didn't Want To Look At Them, So I Looked Away, And To Look Away Was To Look At Augustus.

You're Not Going To Impose The Patriarchal Paradigm On Me.

I Hated Being Careful, Too - Or Wanted To, At Least.

Walt Whitman Is Hot! I Mean, That Guy Could Sound His Barbaric Yawps Over The Roofs Of My World Any Time.

He Told Me This While Ripping Through His Duffel Bag, Throwing Clothes Into Drawers With Reckless Abandon. Chip Did Not Believe In Having A Sock Drawer Or A T-shirt Drawer. He Believed That All Drawers Were Created Equal And Filled Each With Whatever Fit. My Mother Would Have Died.