Quotes from James Patterson

When I write I pretend I'm telling a story to someone in the room and I don't want them to get up until I'm finished.

What are you guys doing? If you anted me to take a shower, all you had to do was pay me ten bucks, like you usually do

Angel screeched with fury and despair to the empty walls around her. I'm human, do you hear me? It hurts!

People always remember the worst day of their lifes. It becomes a part of them forever.

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

She didn't flirt with him, but they hung out together a lot, and every time I saw their heads bent over a computer screen or map, it made my stomach clench. And my teeth. And my fists.

Are you fangalicious? -Jess, a random blogger I could never be as fangalicious as you'd want me to be.-Fang

I wouldn't trust you if you were the last life raft leaving the Titanic."-max

I fell into a deep sleep tucked in that little cocoon, a deeper sleep than I might of had in years. Right up until someone kicked me and said Gotcha!

The greatest thing in the world is to know how to belong to someone else.

You can call me Agent Mickelson,' he told me with a smile. 'What about you? Is Max short for something? Maxine?' 'No, Dean. It's just Max.

Keep this in mind: there are no coincidences.

Awwww, lame, we're not going to disneyworld. (said by the amazing talking dog, Total)

I've been listening to how the Roman Empire fell and all I can say is, it didn't fall nearly fast enough!"-Iggy

Pain fades," I said slowly. "But being a nutcase seems to stick around. Guess who got the better deal here?" The last thing I remember is Mr. Chu's face blazing with fury.

I was breathless, talking as fast as I could. I was afraid if I stopped talking, even for a second, I'd start sobbing again. "Whoa, there." Fang smiled and reached up, tracing a hand down the side of my face, winding strands of my hair around his fingers. "Stop talking and let me just tell you how great it is to wake up staring at your face. Okay?

He nuzzled my neck, inhaling deeply. "Mmm. You smell so good." "Oh, yeah," I said, smirking. "I call this new perfume 'Le Jungle grime et tropical BO.' " "Dirt and sweat. Very sexy.

My choices were to either give in and let them kill all of us or fight back with everything I had. I chose the second one, 'cause I'm just funny that way.

Do I open it? Do I open it? Of course I freaking open it!

Yes, I said. My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.

Once I was seated, I couldn't help people-watching. I'll admit it, I'm an addict from way back.

Why do things this beautiful make me want to cry? I asked Michael as I leaned into him. It was an unguarded question, one I'd never have asked of Hugh. I don't know, said Michael. Maybe beauty, true beauty, is so overwhelming, it goes straight to our hearts. Maybe it makes us feel emotions that are locked away inside.

Margo, they're afraid of us. They're afraid of everything.' And then I kept on talking without really thinking, until it turned into a chant: They're afraid of change, and we must change. They're afraid of the young, and we are the young. They're afraid of music, and music is our life. They're afraid of books, and knowledge, and ideas. They're most afraid of our magic.

Witihin seconds the headhunter had lost control of his car and it squealed, sliding sideways right into several other cars. Cool!' said the Gasman.