Quotes from Patrick Ness

Las historias son importantes -dijo el monstruo-. Pueden ser más importantes que cualquier otra cosa. Si portan la verdad.

But war can't be personal," I say, almost asking it. "If it's the person that'll end the war," Ben says. "Then it's not personal, it's universal.

This is why I came walking, to tell you this so that you may heal. You must listen. Conor swallowed again. "I'm listening." You do not write your life with words, the monster said. You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do. There

I wish I had a hundred years," she said, very quietly. "A hundred years I could give to you.

Honestly. Adults. How do they live in the world? (Or maybe that is how they live in the world.)

Self-contained,' Gudmund had described him, but what that really meant was that it felt like he'd had a private burden to shoulder for as long as he could remember . . . Worse, it had been accompanied by an equally hard lifelong yearning, a feeling that there had to be more, more than just all this weight. Because if there wasn't, what was the point?

The Third Tale There was once an invisible man who had grown tired of being unseen. It was not that he was actually invisible. It was that people had become used to not seeing him. And if no one sees you, are you really there at all? And then one day the invisible man decided, I will make them see me. He called for a monster.

Appeasement. It's a slippery slope." [...] "It means you want to work with the enemy. It means you'd rather join him than beat him.

War is a monster. War is the devil. It starts and it consumes and it grows and grows. And otherwise normal men become monsters, too.

Being this close to her silence is like my heart breaking all over the place. I can feel it, like it's pulling me down into a bottomless pit, like it's calling for me to just fall and fall and fall.

La vida no la escribes con palabras, la escribes con acciones

Libraries are not facing crisis, they are in crisis.

Prophecy is slippery, dangerous, open to fatal misinterpretation.

gust of British wind tousles my hair. (Top of the morning! Oh, no, wait, that's Irish.) It's

You'd have thought so, but it was just a phase, wasn't it? Nothing that churchgoing and pretending it never happened wouldn't make go away.

A bully with charisma and top marks is still a bully.

He didn't want to go and look. But at the same time, a part of him wanted to look more than anything.

Most Gods don't care. About anything. Other than gaining dominance over other Gods and telling you how wonderful they are and demanding that you say the same. There's nothing like a bunch of Gods to show you how alone you really are.

THERE IT IS,' my mother says, and what she means is that the dot we've been nearing for weeks, the one that's been growing into a larger dot with two smaller dots circling it, has now become even larger than that, growing from a dot to a disc, shining back the light from its sun, until you can see the blue of its oceans, the green of its forests, the white of its polar caps, a circle of colour against the black beyond.

Los reinos tienen los príncipes que se merecen, las hijas de los granjeros mueren sin razón, y algunas veces las brujas son dignas de salvación.

villages grew into towns, towns into cities. And people began to live on the earth rather than within it.

Just because the devil gave them the gift of speech doesn't mean you're talking to anything more than a mostly undomesticated predator.

Harry leaned forward, his eyes flashing. "I see nothing.

Everyone here is someone's daughter," she says quietly. "Every soldier out there is someone's son. The only crime, the only crime is to take a life. There is nothing else." "And that's why you don't fight," I say. She turns to me sharply. "To live is to fight," she snaps. "To preserve life is to fight everything that man stands for.