“Suppose something goes wrong? Suppose you need a big full-figure woman like me to help straighten things out?"
Lula”

“There is this lie floating around that says I am supposed to be able to do life alone, without any help, without stopping to worship something bigger than myself. But I actually believe there is something bigger than me, and I need for there to be something bigger than me. I need someone to put awe inside me; I need to come second to someone who has everything figured out.”

““I can’t figure you out.”
“You’re not supposed to.””

“Going through something difficult in your life, music for me is always a friend and something that helps you to figure things out.”

“Fair isn't fair, Dean. Like I'm supposed to help you because fair is fair? Try I need you to help me so I wont rip out your spine and beat you with it. I might respond to that, maybe.”

“I sometimes wonder if it is just me, or if there are other women who figure out where they are supposed to be by going nowhere.”

“It was one of those pictures that children are supposed to like but don't. Full of endearing little animals doing endearing things, you know?”

“I suppose the talisman you gave me will keep people from noticing a full-grown horse?”

“Now tell me something. What’s your word for husband?”
“Hellren, I suppose. The short version is just hell.”
She laughed softly. “Go figure.”

“How is a person supposed to prepare for what happens tomorrow when there's just no figuring out today?”