Quotes from James Patterson

I feel like I'm going to HURL. Which, even if I wanted to do, I couldn't do, because I haven't eaten. I can't even drag myself out of my room. And while I'd be able to muster the strength to roundhouse Fang until he begged for MERCY, I'de be mush around an Eraser.

If you're ever feeling a lack of middle-aged white men, just pop into the Capitol. Not so much the House of Representatives, which has a bit more color and texture, but the Senate -- jeez. Yes, let's have more testosterone running the country. Maximum Ride, School's Out--Forever

Do you know how fast you were going? Fang looked at the speedometer...No, he said truthfully. I tagged you at seventy miles per hour,she said, pulling out a clipboard. I let out an impressed whistle. Excellent! I never thought we'd be that fast. Fang shot me a look and I put my hand over my mouth.

Im a girl who has been tamping down her emotions and keeping them tightly guarded her whole life. And that works really well for me... And now I felt like my shell had a dangerous crack in it. Without much more effort on his part, it would split wide open and my enormous river of emotions would gush out - the bad and the good. It was pretty much the scariest thing I'd ever thought of. - Maximum Ride.

Yeah, and so Max and Dylan are supposed to, like, go to Germany and have kids together, I heard Gazzy say. My eyes popped open and I bolted upright. What? Fang said, his voice icy. Gazzy! I yelled. Wide blue eyes looked at me in surprise, then back at Fang's stoic face. Oh. Was I not supposed to say anything? Gazzy asked.

I have an idea. It's risky, and Max will kill us when she finds out." Iggy raised his head. "Sounds like my kind of idea.

Jeb: But I need to tell you something first. Max (thinking): That you are the devil incarnate?

After all, Fnick is Superman, said Iggy. Shut up, Jeff, I said, but I was smiling. I lifted Iggy's fingers to my face so that he knew.

Gazzy, man, jeezum! Fang exclaimed. What the heck have you been eating for God's sake? That was a smoke bomb! Gazzy defended himself. Not even i could fill this whole flippin' house!

I want to be able to see stuff, Iggy said. Like I used to, when I was little. And I want to be able to totally kick Jeb's butt.

I love you, i love your smile your snarl your grin, your face when your sleeping.I love your hair streaming behind you as we fly, with the sunlight making it shine, if it doesn't have too much mud or blood in it, I love seeing your wings spreading out, white and brown and tan and speckled, and the tiny downy feathers right at the top of your shoulders. I love your eyes, whether they're cold or calculating or suspicious or laughing or warm, like when you look at me.

Men suck, even imaginary ones

I led the way toward the crowd, trying to look casual, like, Fly? Me? Nah.

Listen, street punk. You're a guy, and you're a couple inches taller, and maybe forty pounds heavier, and ooh, you're in a gang. But I've survived ten years of Catholic school, and I will cut you off at your knees without a blink. Do you understand?

It's going to give you nightmares for the rest of your wasted life. Oh, my God, I was so badass. It was all I could do not to give a mwa ha ha!

You love him so much it feels like you can't go on without him. You feel like you might die without him.

Fang looked at me, hope in his eyes, and I smirked at him. I save the huge emotional kissy-face for imminent death scenes. This probably didn't qualify.

Disappear where? You know what they say: Curiosity killed the mutant bird kid. But I couldn't help myself.

Uh-huh, I said. Because all you mad, evil scientists sit around whipping up batches of Pillsbury's finest during your coffee breaks. I mean, this is pathetic.

In case you guys didn't catch last week's episode, I'm out of the flock, I informed them. Angel has no allegiance to me. She's wanted me gone for a long time. And in case you didn't catch all the episodes from the past year, Angel is... unbalanced. Untrustworthy, Fang seconded. Unpredictable, Jeb added. Dangerous, Dylan chimed in.

Angel? Yeah? she looked up, all blue-eyed innocence. I felt stupid, but... Can Total, um, talk? Uh-huh, Angel said casually, squeezing water out of her hair. I stared at her. He talks . Total talks, and you didn't tell me? Well... Angel looked for him, saw he was pretty far away, and lowered her voice. Don't tell him I said this, but he's actually not that interesting.

The girls can have the bed, Gazzy said. Iggy and I can sleep on the floor. Excuse me, sexist piglet? I said, raising my eyebrows. How about the two smallest people share the bed 'cause they'll fit . That would be you and Angel. Yeah, said Nudge Like, I'm too much of a cream puff to sleep on the floor?

The house was on fire, i greeted them tersely. In case you're interested. they both glanced up overhead as if to make sure the house was still standing. Fang sniffed, smelling the smoke. It's out, right? he said

I need wings, said Total, still sniffling. I need my own wings. Then things like that wouldn't happen. Yeah, that was all I needed. A flying talking mutant dog.