"Embroideries"

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This slim volume by Marjane Satrapi feels perfect for a lazy Saturday afternoon.

Her wise grandmother:
__  Look at me, I have always had wide open eyes like you... So when I was younger, I took a little taste before going to parties - It made my eyelids heavy. It gave me a languorous look.
__ To speak behind others' backs is the ventilator of the heart.
__ My child, men's pride is situated in their scrotums.

Young Marjane to her grandmother:
    "So I told myself since your nose is super-ugly, I could redo it for you."

Her aunts:
__ I won't tell. In my family, I'm called "The Tomb"!
__ Of course this idiot doesn't know that every time he kisses my breasts, it's actually my ass he's kissing...
__ You know! There's no meter down here!

Lists are well-suited for graphic novels:
Prayers for an old husband to die: "God, have him crook."  "God, have him be killed by a robber." "God, cut his veins!"
A wife's ill lot: dirty shirts, bad breath (a wilting plant), his hemorrhoid attacks ("Aiii" behind a door), his tantrums ("I don't like eggplants!")
A mother's threats: "I'll smother myself with a pillow..."