Book: The sweetness on the crust of the pie

Why does the universe conspire against me? First the closet, then the library and now a pastry shop. My life has turned into a long corridor of locked doors.

To make the boy a citizen, it is enough to flog it or use many similar techniques, but the girl, as it was created by nature, unfit for such physical brutality, must forever remain terra incognita.

Happens to be fathers with a brood of daughters sorted out their names in order of birth when they want to get younger, and I've been used to, when I refer to "Ophelia Daphne Flavia, damn it".

Sometimes a touch can say more than words.

When in doubt, rely on feelings.

A strange feeling seized me - or, rather, struck me, if I had an umbrella, reminiscing how it is when you open it in the rain.

Sometimes my tongue catches me off guard.

She always runs away at the slightest hint of displeasure and once when father raised his voice, wrapped in a carpet and refused to come out until he sent for her husband.

- Wow! he said, glancing round at the garden, like a Princess awakening from a deep sleep. I think we have a beautiful day!

If you're insinuating that my personal hygiene is not up to your high standards, go forth and suck my galoshes.

Everyone always gets confused before you fall into place.

Tell them that we may not pray with them, - said the father to the vicar, but we, at least, do not pray against them.

Everyday fact - the girl knows if she likes another girl. Between men and women damaged a telephone connection and we never know who hung up the phone. Dealing with a boy, you can never understand, he hit you because he wanted to hurt or was joking, but the girls all becomes clear in the first three seconds.

Silence is sometimes the most expensive.