"I cried till I didn't have any tears left," she tells me. "I just lay here counting the seconds."
"Hmm?" Ma does a big stretch. "Up in Heaven. Was I minus one, minus two, minus three—?"
"Then you wished and wished on your egg till you got fat."
"No, but how many exactly?" "I lost count," says Ma.
"I thought, Jack’s on his way. First thing in the morning, you slid out onto the rug with your eyes wide open."
"You cutted the cord and I was free," I tell Ma. "Then I turned into a boy."
"Actually, you were a boy already." She gets out of Bed and goes to Thermostat to hot the air.
"My teeth feel a bit better if I stop thinking about them," she tells me. "How come?" "It’s called mind over matter. If we don’t mind, it doesn’t matter."
"All your cells are twice as alive as mine," says Ma.
"I thought measuring tapes were just TV." "Nah, let's ask for chocolates."
"I’m not allowed touch the knobs because it’s Ma’s job to make sure there’s never a fire like in TV."
"I didn’t know things could be just half alive," I say, looking again in Mirror.
"It means equal, when there’s the same amount of dark and light."
"I’m Jack the Giant Killer in his seven-league boots," I tell her. "Sounds great," says Ma.
"If I was made of cake I’d eat myself before somebody else could."
"What if I cut it just a little in the middle of the V?" says Ma. "No way Jose."
"Well, I don’t know exactly," she says. "Maybe we could ask for a measuring tape sometime, for Sunday treat."
"Why am I hided away like the chocolates?" I think she’s sitting on Bed. She talks quiet so I can hardly hear. "I just don’t want him looking at you."
"I wish I could talk and have some at the same time but I only have one mouth."
"There’s more things on earth than you ever dreamed about."
"I wish I could describe it better. I miss it."
"Just because you’ve never met them doesn’t mean they’re not real."
"What I’m doing is the opposite of lying. It’s, like, unlying."
"He thinks we’re things that belong to him, because Room does."
"I came down and I was a kid like you, I lived with my mother and father."
"It’s the real world, you wouldn’t believe how big it is."
"He can’t stand it when I start screaming, I haven’t done it in years."
"I don’t think you appreciate how good you’ve got it here."
"I need to hit something, but I don't want to break anything."
"If their mothers were there, they’d have cuddled the baby monkeys, but because the milk just came from pipes, they—It turns out they needed the love as much as the milk."
"I don’t want there to be bad stories and me not know them."
"In the world I notice persons are nearly always stressed and have no time."
"In Room we were sometimes naked and sometimes dressed, we never minded."
"Also everywhere I’m looking at kids, adults mostly don’t seem to like them, not even the parents do."
"I guess the time gets spread very thin like butter over all the world."
"In the library live millions of books we don’t have to pay any moneys for."
"I think the time gets spread very thin like butter over all the world, the roads and houses and playgrounds and stores."
"I don’t think this is it. It’s not Room now."
"It’s like a crater, a hole where something happened."
"People move around so much out in the world, things get lost all the time."
"I’m crying and crying and I zip away the books in my Dora bag so they don’t get cried on."
"I wouldn’t know you, I guess it’s your hair."
"I’m painting at the kitchen table in Grandma’s old apron that has a crocodile and I Ate Gator on the Bayou."