You know, you're rather amusingly wrong.

-Oh yes? Can you identify yourself?
-Certainly. I'd know me anywhere.

(About a cookbook...)
- What about this one? Maids of Honor?
- Weeelll, they starts OUT as Maids of Honor...but they ends up Tarts.

People who didn't need people needed people around to know that they were the kind of people who didn't need people.

Just to keep the bad dreams at bay, she took a swig out of a bottle that smelled of apples and happy brain-death.

And it's really very difficult to kill someone when all your inner instincts would oblige you to take off your hat first!