Quotes from Patrick Ness

The answer is that it does not matter what you think , the monster said, because your mind will contradict itself a hundred times each day. You wanted her to go at the same time you were desperate for me to save her. Your mind will believe comforting lies while also knowing the painful truths that make those lies necessary. And your mind will punish you for believing both.

I look at the knife again, sitting there on the moss like a thing without properties, a thing made of metal as separate from a boy as can be, a thing which casts all blame from itself to the boy who uses it.

Mrs. Mitchell," Henna greets, her voice three sizes smaller than a minute ago.

Men lie, and they lie to theirselves worst of all. ... the thing to remember, the thing that's most important of all that I might say in this here telling of things is that Noise ain't truth, Noise is what men want to be true, and there's a difference twixt those two things so big that it could ruddy well kill you if you don't watch out.

The sun's well up now and the sky as blue as fresh meat.

I am the Circle and the Circle is me

A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War makes monsters of men. "Wrong," says the Mayor. "It's war that makes us men in the first place. Until there's war, we are only children.

War makes monsters of men, you once said to me, Todd. Well, so does too much knowledge. Too much knowledge of your fellow man, too much knowledge of his weakness, his pathetic greed and vanity, and how laughably easy it is to control him.

Need a poo, Todd." "Shut up, Manchee." "Poo. Poo, Todd." "I said shut it.

I don't think it's about making us fall. It's about how we get up again.

There's hope at the bottom of the biggest waterfall. And maybe it don't hurt so much after all.

Except cleaner. And bossier.

She can smell him now, a smudge of unwashed skin, poverty, extreme loneliness. She takes the can, still holding his hand, unrolling it, running a finger across its weathered palm.

History ain't so important when yer just trying to survive,' I say, spitting it out under my breath. 'That's actually when it's most important.

He's battling the Mayor, across some kind of sand-covered square in front of what looks like a chapel– And I get a sinking feeling of how many terrible things have happened to me and Todd in churches

When I sit down, he recurls by my legs and falls asleep, farting happily and giving a doggy sigh. Simple to be a dog.

Às vezes as pessoas precisam mentir para si mesmas acima de tudo.

Stories are wild creatures, the monster said. When you let them loose, who knows what havoc they might wreak?

There ain't nothing good that don't got real bad waiting to follow it.

Sheep got even less to say than dogs do.

Who am I? the monster repeated, still roaring. I am the spine that the mountains hang upon! I am the tears that the rivers cry! I am the lungs that breathe the wind! I am the wolf that kills the stag, the hawk that kills the mouse, the spider that kills the fly! I am the stag, the mouse and the fly that are eaten! I am the snake of the world devouring its tail! I am everything untamed and untameable!

Conor furrowed his forehead. "You're making that up.") (The monster's face went stormy. You dare to question me, boy?)

But in my chest, there was still fear, and I didn't know which kind it was. Fear with hope, or fear without it.

I wish I had 100 years. 100 years I could give to you" - A Monster Calls