James Patterson Quotes - Page 3

Nudge threw her arms around my neck. 'I love you Max! I love all of us too!'
Yeah, me too,' Said the Gasman. 'I don't care if we have our house, or a cliff ledge, or a cardboard box. Home is wherever we all are, together.

The eight-year-old beat your best cadet in hand-to-hand combat?” “So did the six-year-old girl, ma’am. Actually, she beat the instructor also.

The Gasman leaned over and examined the tangled pile of stereo guts spread out on the kitchen table. “It looks like a robot came in here and threw up,” he observed

Attack of the Kitchen Appliances!

You see, one of the best things about reading is that you'll always have something to think about when you're not reading.

There's no such thing as a kid who hates reading. There are kids who love reading, and kids who are reading the wrong books.

Nowhere will you meet more interesting people than in books.

maybe, beauty, true beauty, is so overwhelming, it goes straight to our hearts.maybe it makes us feel emotions that are locked away inside

Harden your heart.

People want us, or want us dead, because of what we are, not who we are. It's hard.

It was a little weird that they were friends. But then, maybe freaks just tended to find each other.

Kami matamu, Iggy. Kau tak perlu melihat selama kau memiliki kami.

Men suck, even imaginary ones

At that moment I had no mind to change, or not change, or throw against the nearest wall.

I can talk to fish!" Angel said happily, water dripping off her long, skinny body. "Ask one over for dinner," Fang said, joining us.

What happened to your tan?"-Fang
"It was dirt." -Max

Max, you're the last of the hybrids who still has...a soul.' ... 'She doesn't have soul,' Gazzy scoffed. 'Have you ever seen her dance?

How did you become blind, uh, Jeff is it?"
Yeah, Jeff. Well, I looked directly at the sun, you know, the way they always tell you not to. If only I had listened.

Now, Max, I think we both know your parents aren't missionaries."
I opened my eyes wide. "No? Well, for God's sake, don't tell them. They'd be crushed. Thinking they're doing the
Lord's work and all.

Hello, Max," he said quietly, searching my face. "How do you feel?"

Which was a ten on the "imbecilic question" scale of one to ten.

Why, I feel fine, Jeb," I said brightly. "How about you?"

Any nausea? Headache?"

Yep. And it's standing here talking to me.