Sydney: "you can be jet if you want, but we are not posing as a couple again" adrian: "are you sure? because i've got a lot more terms of endearment to use. honey pie. sugarplum. bread pudding." sydney: "why are they all high-calorie foods? and bread pudding isn't really that romantic." adrian: "do you want me to call you celery stick instead? it just doesn't inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings." - the indigo spell
Indeed." will let his cutlery clatter onto his plate. "the consul? Breaking up our breakfast time? Whatever next? The inquisitor over for tea? Picnics with the silent brothers?" "duck pies in the park," said jem under his breath, and he and will smiled at each other, just a flash, before the door opened and the consul swept it.
People with a scarcity mentality think there is only so much in the world to go around. it's as if they see life as a pie. when another person gets a big piece, then they get less. such people are always trying to get even, to pull others down to their level so they can get an equal or even bigger piece of the pie.
When i left merle was wearing a bungalow apron and rolling pie crust. She came to the door wiping her hands on the apron and kissed me on the mouth and began to cry and ran back into the house, leaving the doorway empty [...] i had a funny feeling as i saw the house disappear, as though i had written a poem and it was very good and i had lost it and would never remember it again. (p. 262)