Quotable

At the mere age of seven he grew tired of his birth given name, and decided he wanted everyone to call him “Flint” (this was his grandfather’s nickname on the track team). Flint had a ring to it, but not enough of a chime to carry him through middle school. Seeming a bit more established, he let go of the name Flint, and decided to go by ‘Rodney’. Always being a revolutionist of sorts, my nephew was a head of the game in so many ways. No sense walking this planet having people call you by anything other than your absolute favorite name. He was highly aware that his destiny was in his own hands. 
 (Tiffany, What'd Five Fingers Say to the Face) 

At this time Colleen had been debt free for an ENTIRE WEEK, but being the selfless humanitarian socialist patriot that she is, loaned me $2500 for the best lawyer in town. 
(Patrick, CASE DISMISSED) 

 My dad never made a fuss about it. But he did make a fuss about the presents, such as: a new wallet, complete with scrawly, hand-drawn photos of each kid. He kept the drawings in the plastic picture-sleeve for years, and whenever someone asked to see a picture of his kids, he'd whip out the pitiful self-portraits we created as kids. Cartoon kids.
(Lacy, Summer Sausage)

William T. was taking a drag off his cigarette and glancing at the floor as he inhaled. With rhetorical flourish that continued the speculative nature of our earlier conversations, I said, "What if I don't do it?" Without even looking up, he said in a supremely calm voice, "Honey, I'll dazzle you with footwork."
(Tony, Fishing Trip)

Patrick had drank a few too many and was getting a bit...umm loud...Dad leaned over and said, "Be careful not to out drink your personality."
(Kathleen, untitled)

Sixty-one years ago today Hope and Bill Quinlan welcomed yet another child into the world, Joseph William Quinlan. As Bill said to Joe years later, while he was showing off his first born, "Yeah, I was pretty excited about my first couple too."
(Sadie, A man of his word)

When he lost the strength in his legs and his balance, I asked if he was frustrated or angry that he could no longer walk and he told me, "I guess God figured I used up all my steps."
(Carol, in Larry)

Again, not much for planning, or so it seemed, my dad picked me up in Milford and suggested we go to lunch at the B-1. When we pulled up outside, the sign read, Happy Birthday Kelly Rose. As an eight year old, I thought I was famous.
(Kelly, A B1 Birthday)