They kept the lie going, and the people loved it.
He wanted to hit something or someone. He wanted to burn up the whole world, heal it, and burn it down again.
She smiled as sweetly as a show poster for the glorified, all-American Ziegfeld girl just before dumping her second cigarette into Wally’s fresh cup of coffee.
Just once I’d like to meet a fella who isn’t a phony. Somebody who doesn’t wanna buy me a fur so he can show me off to his boys.
Greetings, ax murderer! I was just wondering how you like your eggs?
It’s always darkest before the ultimate sparkle.
My personal motto is: WWWWD?: What Would Wonder Woman Do?
What you want can be yours. But you must first know what it is you want.
There’s no such thing as nothing. In every nothing, there’s a something. In fact, there could be everything!
You couldn’t be perfect enough to keep the world from betraying you.
People see what they want to see when they need to.
Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one’s is watching them so they can be who they really are.
You are truly Satan’s sequined spawn.
They misspelled ‘party.’ How evil genius can they be?
Free the snow globes!
I invited myself. Thought this table needed some class.
Life don’t come to you, Memphis. You gotta take it. We have to take it. Because ain’t nobody handing it to us.
Memphis – it’s just a bird. Birds fly around, brother. It’s what they do. It’s not following you, and it’s not a sign. Unless you really did give it candy and flowers, in which case you are one strange brother.
He took comfort in the neon signs, the wild strands of jazz creeping out of clubs whenever happy swells of people pushed through the doors in their finery.
She loved attention. It was like a glass of the best champagne – bubbly and intoxicating – and as with champagne, she always wanted more of it. Still, she didn’t want to seem like an easy mark. “If you must know, I’ve come to join a convent,” Evie said, testing him.