Quotes from Patrick Carman

Thorn gazed back and forth between the two of us. "You could have left me behind, but you stayed. I won't forget that.

The hardest thing to find is peace, though it lay in plain view

Creo que mis escritores favoritos son los que reconocieron que no podían vivir sin escribir. (...), tipos para los que escribir era tan esencial como el aire y el agua. Escribir o morir intentándolo. Esa forma de pensar coincide conmigo. Por eso estoy aquí.

Lo que más odio de escribir en la era digital es que todo acaba por desaparecer. Es como escribir cartas que se evaporan en el aire después de que uno las lea. Por eso hago copias. El papel dura siempre.

We can't go back, Alexa", he said. " We can't go back once we've started growing up, and the world can't be made simple again.

He has a frightening aversion to text messaging in general. "It's a phone. It's for making calls, not for writing novels".

But what was I but a scared child lost in a strange world? How could I replace all that been lost? Where was my place in the world?

My strength was returning as we went on. It occurred to me then that it was in times of struggle that I found the best parts of myself-courage, loyalty, an unexpected peace- and I always discovered what I needed to break through and go on.

My world has always been so small, hidden behind walls.

Sometimes you have to take the good with the bad to get what you need.

I have failed, and failed, and failed again,' he said. 'But no amount of failure can move Elyon's hand of affection away from me. It's inescapable. To live boldly for that kind of love is the least I can do.

Twenty minutes into our walk away from the wall put us deep in a forest of fir, pine, cottonwood, and aspen trees. The lush forest floor was alive and danced with shadows cast from an endless parade of swaying trees. As we approached early evening it was cool and peaceful. The sound of the trees moving in the wind high above seemed like a friendly traveling companion, calling us farther and farther into the depths of the forest.

Un simple clic; no hace falta nada más para cambiar una vida. A veces para mejor. A veces para mucho peor. Pero nunca lo pensamos. Hacemos clic y ya está.

No es cuestión de preguntarnos si queremos o no queremos ir. Tenemos que ir.

That thing, that tiny part of The Land of Elyon, is gone but not entirely forgotten. Elyon had his reason for sending you and me on this journey. Sometimes we see something as plain as a dying leaf and our hearts grow sad, but we must always hold true and fight on, Alexa. Whatever happens to us, we will not be forgotten in the end. He will remember us.

I was beginning to see fewer of our weaknesses and more of our strengths; the events of the day were a reminder of how each of us had certain abilities that the rest did not. It was as if we were each a part of a whole body- one the hands, another the legs, and so on- dependent on one another and working best when we performed in unity. I felt inadequate then, unsure what part of this body I might be.

Lazy Dan left the building and was replaced by Alarmed Dan.

How?" Dan asked. "You want to help us find this secret because …?" He wasn't about to be taken in by this woman just because she was pretty and had an awesome accent. Had James Bond taught him nothing?

Friends can feel such things in times of peril, as if a long, thin string holds them carefully together, tugging at one another through the open space of a dangerous world. The

She had long been a cold and calculating person, and yet she had never given in to the darkness entirely. She would remember her mother's touch or the voice of a lost friend, and the tiniest bit of hope would return.

There are some who can live without wild things, and some who cannot. A

No matter how many times the world had attempted to show me how special I was, I had always remained sure that it was all a hoax, that I really wasn't special after all. That I had nothing to offer.

Habéis prestado un gran servicio a los supervivientes de Atherton. Este momento será recordado por muchas generaciones. Siempre se recordará cómo os detuvistes a luchar contra un terrible enemigo para que los demás pudieran vivir

Jade, it's your call," Faith said, pulling the scene squarely back on course. "We're locked up. We're probably not getting out alive. You tell me. Should I log into that device and send a message to Hawk telling him to lower the firewalls, or should I tell the Quinns to go to hell?" Jade looked at the floor. She looked at her shoes, one of which was untied. She looked up at Faith, and then directly at Clara Quinn. "Go to hell.