I'm wanted for being a runaway, kidnapping, theft and murder.' 'Are you guilty?' Holly asked. 'Does it matter?' I asked. - Percival Everett

"Let’s imagine now that it’s a grease fire. She’s left bacon unattended on the stove. Mrs. Holiday is about to throw water on it. What do you say? Rachel?”

"Missums, that water gone make it wurs!”

“Of course, that’s true, but what’s the problem with that?”

Virgil said, “You’re telling her she’s doing the wrong thing.

No creo en ningún Dios. Es imposible sentarse aquí, tocar todas estas carpetas, leer todas las páginas y seguir creyendo en un dios.

saw the surface of her, merely the outer shell, and realized that she was mere surface all the way to her core.