So Farbrook, New Jersey it was, where my father could commute to his job in Manhattan, where I could go to public school, and where my mother could have all the grass, trees and flowers she ever wanted. Except I never knew she wanted that stuff in the first place. (Chapter 1)

But if you aren’t any religion, how are you going to know if you should join the Y or the Jewish Community Center?’ Janie asked. (Chapter 5)

My mother says God is a nice idea. He belongs to everybody. (Chapter 2)

Once I saw a model having her picture taken by the fountain. It was freezing cold and she was wearing a summer dress. That’s when I decided not to be a model. Even if I did get beautiful some day. (Chapter 8)

I’ve never been inside a temple or a church. I’ll look for you God. (Chapter 8)

My mother gives away a... (Chapter 10)