Quotes from Max Brooks

Bad for my teeth anyway.

We've gotta take care of our environment so it can take care of us.

hyper-healing

Unlike the seeds, I'd thrown the bucket much farther out. I tried swimming underwater, looking in its general direction and seeing nothing but inky midnight. I splashed to the surface, inhaled deeply then crash-dived like a submarine. There it was! In the purple haze of subsurface sunlight, I could just make out a small object hovering on a narrow ledge of gravel. Just one block over, and it would have been lost forever.

El hambre es la mejor salsa." Hunger is the best sauce!

Dead end!" I shouted at the netherrack wall as Summer said something rude I will not copy in these pages!

Ha llegado el momento de dejar a un lado nuestras artificiales fronteras y unirse para hacer frente común ante la amenaza de la extinción. No es momento para hacer alarde de un nacionalismo estéril y obsoleto.

What could I have done? I was unarmed, untrained. I couldn't have taken care of them. I could barely take care of myself. What could I have done? . . . Something. [Maze sighs in her sleep. Darnell pats her gently.] I could have done something.

When you think about the CIA, you probably imagine two of our most popular and enduring myths. The first is that our mission is to search the globe for any conceivable threat to the United States, and the second is that we have the power to perform the first.

eyes fixed on this growing, closing horde. I was, like, "C'mon, Zack, let's fuckin' do this!

To the folks at Mojang, Lydia

As with so many of my critical decisions, this one came with a healthy dose of "duh!

He said that Americans are the only people he's ever met who just can't accept that bad things can happen to good people.

From that moment on we lived in true freedom, the freedom to point to someone else and say "They told me to do it! It's their fault, not mine." The freedom, God help us, to say "I was only following orders.

The only rule that ever made sense to me I learned from a history, not an economics, professor at Wharton.

Okay, now, fair warning: If you're super-sensitive to words, skip this paragraph. But I'm telling you, this smell, this growing stink drifting down toward me, could only be described as that word that's created when F meets Art.

And yes, I know I saw something. We both did. But knowing you saw something is different from knowing what you saw.

In desperation I started jumping up and down, hitting my head against the ceiling, trying to jolt myself awake. "WAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUP!

names only exist to distinguish one from others," and

I have the power to cause you pain.

fear is the most valuable commodity in the universe

Panic drowns thought," I told the zombie, "so it's time to stop panicking and start figuring out how to survive.

All positivity all the time. Learn to fly, even if it's in the Hindenburg.

Why? Why are we always looking for someone else to save us instead of trying to save ourselves?