"She dreams; dragging herself across the world." Roselily, p. 3.

"I sit here by the window in a house with a thirty-year mortgage, writing in this notebook, looking down at my Helena Rubenstein hands...and why not?"
'Really, Doesn't Crime Pay?', p. 10.

"Then I plugged in one of his chain saws and tried to slice off his head. This failed because of the noise." 'Really, Doesn't Crime Pay?', p. 21.

"If her husband laughed at her high heels as she teetered and minced off to church on Sunday mornings, with her hair greased and curled and her new dress bunching up at the top of her girdle, she pretended his eyes were approving." Her Sweet Jerome, p. 27.

"'Maggie can't appreciate these quilts!' she said. 'She'd probably be backward enough to put them to everyday use.'" Everyday Use, p. 57.

"The constant anxiety lest a stray strand of...