It’s either they write our story or we do. You can’t have it both ways.[to Larissa]
I’ve always hated the expression, “write what you know.” It’s a hall pass for the imagination-impaired. But when your life becomes a twisted mystery, maybe it’s time to lean into it.
I enjoy funerals. I’ve been crashing them since I was old enough to read the obituary section.
I don’t need your help or your pity. I already have a mother and a therapist. That’s enough torture, even for me. [Ms. Thornhill]
Your father and I buried the hatchet. Maybe you should do the same.[Donovan Galpin]I don’t bury hatchets. I sharpen them.[Wednesday Addams]
Ms. Thornhill’s just ordered pizza. Want to take a stab at being social?[Enid Sinclair]I do like stabbing. The social part, not so much.[Wednesday Addams]
Friends are a liability and can be exploited. That makes them weaknesses.
OMG, you look purr-fect! Only thing, where are your whiskers?[Enid Sinclair]Ask again, and you’ll be down to eight lives.[Wednesday Addams]
“Fire tests gold, suffering tests a woman.”
