# Quote — DBC Pierre, Vernon God Little

> She gets that fabulous edge that girls get to their voices, the edge that spells oncoming Tantrum From the Bowels of Hell, that says, 'I'll scratch the heavens down around you and suck the fucken air from your lungs and spit you to fucken hell and you know it.'

- Author: [DBC Pierre](https://www.leafyquotes.com/dbc-pierre.md)
- Book: [Vernon God Little](https://www.leafyquotes.com/dbc-pierre/vernon-god-little.md)
- Source: [Wikiquote](https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Vernon_God_Little#Act_II._How_I_spent_my_summer_vacation) ([CC BY-SA 4.0](https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/))
- Quote page: https://www.leafyquotes.com/dbc-pierre/vernon-god-little/she-gets-that

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> Fate always pays attention to what you think, then slams it up your fucken ass.

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> 'And here's the winning ticket,' says Gibbons. 'Green forty-seven!' A sluggish frenzy breaks through the tent. The kid stops, and drags a mangled pink ticket from his pocket. He squints at it, like it might turn fucken green.

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> "We could turn your situation around three hundred and sixty degrees..."

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