You can be young without money, but you can’t be old without it.
Maggie the cat is alive. I’m alive.
We’ve still got one thing on our side. No, two things. Are my seams straight? Big Daddy dotes on you, Brick. He can’t stand Brother Man and Brother Man’s wife. That fertility monster, she’s downright odious to him, I can tell. That’s the second thing we’ve got on our side. He likes me. The way he looks me up and down and over, he’s still got an eye for girls.
Did anybody ever tell you you’re a back-aching Puritan, Brick? I think it’s a fine thing that a man on the doorstep of death can still look at a woman like me with what I call deserved appreciation.
You’re a drinker and i’m childless.
Did you ever hear so many dogs’ names tagged on to children?
Thank you for keeping still, for backing me up in my lie.
