Carrie

This is the girl they keep calling a monster. I want you to keep that firmly in mind. The girl who could be satisfied with a hamburger and a dime root beer after her only school dance so her momma wouldn't be worried . . .

Carrie supposed they thought they were very chic, but to her they looked like cigarette girls in an old gangster movie.

She was flabbergasted.

Before him her boys had been clever marionettes with clear, pimple-free faces and parents with connections and country-club memberships.

would help her pull the string on Carrie White if she actually dared to go to the prom with Tommy Ross.

She kept waiting for the power to abate, but it remained at high water with no sign of waning.

She could dangle half a dozen objects in air at one time, and not a sign of tiredness or headache.

larceny and trespass

I'm in no position to throw stones.

“Your pimples are the Lord's way of chastising you.