Quotes from James Patterson

Joe and a woman talking, and Julie was piping

Little, Brown and Company

Mom and Bear got into a big fight that afternoon when she told him what had happened. He kept yelling about how she wasn't "hard enough" on me, and she kept telling him to back off. I just stayed in my room, wishing for it to be over. Finally, Mom said something about how she was late for work, and she slammed the door on her way out.

There was a time when cops would hear a Level One come over the air, and it would be a holy-shit moment. These days it's so overused that the sense of urgency is gone.

But… if everyone was special, wouldn't that really mean that no one was special at all?

It's different from what he expected, but certainly not worse. Sometimes things happen in life, and we just have to accept them.

Tommy has a plan

Move over, Wimpy Kid—RAFE K. has arrived!

His first time in South Africa, and there's a desolate beauty here, if one has the time to appreciate it.

I really cared about him

I was going to take off all my clothes and streak through the hallway.

Dirt and sweat. Very sexy.

That's my defense mechanism—do the best job I can and move on.

I started my inevitable hysterical freak-out, but I tried to do it very quietly inside my head, because this had been so special, and I didn't want to ruin it. Like I usually did.

I knew both of them were psychopaths. This country is turning out more of them than any other place on the planet. They come in all shapes and sizes, all races and creeds and genders. That's the scariest thing of all.

we have a Gene-IE to grant us wishes," he said. Darlene brushed past in her white coat. To my surprise, Eliza was at the computer desk behind the lab door and looked up at me. "You took your time," she said with a glint in her green eyes. "Leaving us to do all the work." I had an overwhelming urge to hug her, which I didn't fight. She responded very tightly, then slowly broke away. "What are you doing standing

because after Jacobi and I got shot on Larkin

his eyes sarcastically. "Actually, my

The fourfold root of the principle of sufficient reason

She didn't have a snowball's chance in a microwave oven of being the chosen one.

Uh, that wasn't French, Rhonda.

and a huge diamond

second to last.

Remember what I said at the very beginning? Now, I'm giving you a choice: You can put the book down now— but you'll just have some of the story. Look other places for more of it. Dig even deeper, and you could become part of it. The web of answers is out there. If you can find the portal. Be careful. And don't say I didn't warn you. Max