Susannah:

Nature knew what she was doing when she gave us babies. They are hope and peace squeezed into soft, kissable casings. Every morning is like Christmas morning for me. It’s not that consumer “look-what-I’ve-got” type of Christmas, but that silent, peaceful, there’s-hope-for-the-world kind.

Mimi Smartypants:

I input a certain sequence of numbers into the keypad and the phone rings at my house, and if it is a weekday LT often answers and says “The Cat is freaking out” or “I just spent all day programming this fucking thing and it still doesn’t work right” or “Woman! I’m not wearing any pants! Come home quickly to partake of my wang! And bring bourbon!”

Jane:

“There’s a woman waving at me furiously.”
“Keep driving. Turn left on Dolores.”
“She’s really trying to get my attention. I wonder what she wants?”
“Keep driving. You’re not in a good neighborhood.”
“Hey, now there’s a guy waving at me, too.”
“Just drive, lady.”
Upon arrival we discovered the back of the truck had been left open.

Bree:

I hate math. Alot.

T.:

My brain was sucking away their knowledge this afternoon…watch out intelligencia of Paris! Mollecules move from an area of higher concentration to that of lower concentration! Your thoughts are coming my way…ah haa haaa haaaaaaaa

And last but not least:
David Galbraith: This and this. One hilarious, the other disturbing.