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“What sexual preference do you hope she has?�� “Happiness.�� Isnt that cool?”
― Francesca Lia Block, Weetzie Bat

“A kiss about apple pie a la mode with the vanilla creaminess melting in the pie heat. A kiss about chocolate, when you haven't eaten chocolate in a year. A kiss about palm trees speeding by, trailing pink clouds when you drive down the Strip sizzling with champagne. A kiss about spotlights fanning the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs.”
― Francesca Lia Block

“Weetzie could see him--it was a man, a little man in a turban, with a jewel in his nose, harem pants, and curly-toed slippers.
"Lanky Lizards!" Weetzie exclaimed.
"Greetings," said the man in an odd voice, a rich, dark purr.
"Oh, shit!" Weetzie said.
"I beg your pardon? Is that your wish?”
― Francesca Lia Block, Weetzie Bat

“He was so handsome,but he didn't look well.He reminded her of a cigarette.”
― Francesca Lia Block, Weetzie Bat