Every book he read us last year was a mystery.

"Yeah. So we're gonna start our own country."

"My spices are the secret."

Past the dune, I could see the lights of the Yellow Submarine.

"I'm seven miles from Old Faithful."

All must bow down before my puffy glitter kitten power!

Make sure to try the escargots.

Three dollars was a lot of money, and I was RICH!!!

The cake fought hard, but the teeth won.

She still hardly knew him, just knew that he gave her his milk.

She remained flat on the branch and clawed uselessly at the air even as the water slammed the trunk.

"I've never met a girl so determined to be unladylike."

"Friends don't eat friends. Dragon or not."

"Okay, the missing item is a backpack: describe it to me."

Suddenly a lifetime had become a single day.

I would watch him and study is technique for hours.

I don't care what it is! Send it back! Send it back!

"The morning market smells like a candy store."

This. Is no accident. This fire. Burns like indigestion from a justice burrito.

"Eight months to get a supply ship here!" she ranted.

"Ms. Babblemoney would like to have a word with you."

Her chemical smell is overwhelming, but it's still her chemical smell.

"Did you get the pineapple cakes I made?"

"It is my experience on Earth that events come in twos or threes."