Quotes from Patrick Ness

The justifications of men who kill should always be heard with skepticism, said the monster.

Cuz how do you know yer alive if you don't hurt?

The Noise is a man unfiltered, and without a filter, a man is just chaos walking.

Men lie, and they lie to theirselves worst of all.

Many things that are true feel like a cheat. Kingdoms get the princes they deserve, farmers' daughters die for no reason, and sometimes witches merit saving. Quite often, actually. You'd be surprised.

Four lines, and the world went quiet. I'm sorry for telling everyone about your mum , read the first line. I miss being your friend , read the second. Are you okay? read the third. I see you , read the fourth, with the I underlined about a hundred times.

We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy.

I promised to keep on going but maybe keep on going means coming back first.

I wanted so badly for there to be more. I ached for there to be more than my crappy little life.' He shakes his head. 'And there was more. I just couldn't see it.

Because sometimes there are problems bigger than this week's end of the world and sometimes you just have to find the extraordinary in your ordinary life.

To live is to fight, to preserve life is to fight everything that man stands for.

There's always beauty, if you know where to look.

Knowledge is dangerous and men lie and the world changes, whether I want it to or not.

Being a leader is making the people you love hate you a little more each day.

Yer the only friend I got, pigpiss... Ain't that the biggest tragedy you ever heard?

If you ever see a war," she says, not looking up from her clipboard, "you'll learn that war only destroys. No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors.

Stories were wild, wild animals and went off in directions you couldn't expect.

Worst is the one who knows better and does nothing.

People see stories everywhere...We take random events and we put them together in a pattern so we can comfort ourselves with a story, no matter how much it obviously isn't true...We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy.

It's not the mistakes I made but how I responded to them

I did not come to heal her, the monster said. I came to heal you.

Do we hate paradise so much we need to make sure it becomes a trash heap?

You starting to feel hope yet?" Viola asks, her voice curious. "No," I say, fuddling my noise. "You?" Her eyebrows are up but she shakes her head. "No, No." "But we're going anyway." "Oh, yeah," Viola says. "Hell or high water." "It'll probably be both," I say.

You're never more alive than in battle." "Never more dead after," I say.