Lucy: Schroeder, do you think a pretty girl is like a melody?
Schroeder: I can't say ... I've never known any pretty girls! [The way Schulz draws the crack in Lucy's huge smile here is ingenious.]
Lucy: May your stupid piano be devoured by termites!
Lucy: Why don't you be a good little brother and go make me a jelly bread sandwitch? If you don't I'm going to leap on you and pound you right through the floor! So why don't you make me that jelly-bread sandwich, huh? Please, dear brother?
Linus: (heading off for the kitchen) When someone asks you that nicely, how can you refuse?
Lucy: We critical people are always being criticized!
