Abigail

“My imagination functions much better when I don't have to speak to people.”
― Patricia Highsmith

“I forgot to take off the inside lens cap cap... P.S. I quit."
Dad threw off the covers and reached for his bathrobe. For the first time in two weeks he spoke:
"I'll track him down to the ends of the earth," he croaked. "I'll take a blunt hook and pull his tonsils out by the byjingoed roots, just like I promised him. He doesn't quit. He's fired.”
― Frank Gilbreth Jr.

“Dad, who knew that Mother’s favorite poet was Browning and suspected where the Robert came from, nevertheless bunched the fingers of his right hand, kissed their tips, and threw his hand into the air. “Ah, Robert,” he intoned, “if I could but taste the nectar of thy lips.”
― Frank B. Gilbreth Jr., Cheaper by the Dozen

“When the time comes to you at which you will be forced at last to utter the speech which has lain at the center of your soul for years, which you have, all that time, idiot-like, been saying over and over, you'll not talk about the joy of words. I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?”
― C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces