Ricki Treleaven

“The kiss....was not meant to seduce, it was meant to mark a woman's soul.

Chloe”
― Karen Marie Moning, The Dark Highlander

“Yes, that's it! Said the Hatter with a sigh, it's always tea time.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

“When the girl returned, some hours later, she carried a tray, with a cup of fragrant tea steaming on it; and a plate piled up with very hot buttered toast, cut thick, very brown on both sides, with the butter running through the holes in great golden drops, like honey from the honeycomb. The smell of that buttered toast simply talked to Toad, and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens, of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings, of cosy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one's ramble was over and slippered feet were propped on the fender, of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries.”
― Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

“I want that Easter Ham. Where's my Thanksgiving Turkey?" Miss Trixie snarled”
― John Kennedy Toole, A Confederacy of Dunces