Quotes from D.J. MacHale

There's good. There's evil. And there's a sea of confusion in between. I can only hope that at some point I'll be able to sort it out.

There's nobody to challenge you," I said softly. "Nobody to argue with. Nobody to push you and help you find new ideas. For a guy like you, that sounds like death.

guess i shouldn't be calling you shorty anymore.–Gunny Van Dyke

Theo McLean, fact examiner. If I were harsh, I'd say he was a nerd, but it's not cool to put someone down with labels. But man, he was a nerd. He was smart too. Straight-A smart. Except for gym.

You two are suggesting that something supernatural is going on here, but this isn't a horror movie. In real life there are always logical explanations.

smelly creeps

flusher handle and all he managed to do was fall back and flush the stupid toilet.

My life has been defined by a series of failures.

Greed is an addiction. It's a machine that must constantly be fed.

the cat-people of Eelong

Defeat is always devastating. But it is never more crushing than when it comes after you believe you have won.

Bobby spotted the black cat lying on a windowsill, sunning itself. They both walked over to it. Bobby tentatively reached out and rubbed his hands across the cat's belly. The cat purred. "Nice," the cat said dreamily. Bobby whipped his hand back.

You're aghast at the fact that I'll bring an animal from Cloral or a weapon from Eelong, yet you are quick to bring something that is far more intrusive. You bring ideas, Pendragon! You were raised on Second Earth, and you are all too quick to impose what you feel are the higher morals of that territory on all others. How is that any different from what I have done?

Saint Dane was right. Hope is a fragile thing. It's easy to lose, but it's possible to get it back. And I got it back.

It's a supernatural library filled with unfinished ghost stories, written by ghosts, where time has no meaning , and the Boogeyman wants to blow it all up. What exactly is it you think I can handle about any of that ?

Home... It's not just a place, it's a concept. Home is safety. It's where you are surrounded by loved ones who watch out for you. It's the one place where you will always be welcomed, no matter what craziness may be going on around you. I think for most people it's the single more important place in the world.

Portland, Maine, is more like a big town than a booming metropolis. It was built around fishing, turned to manufacturing, but then eventually became one of those cities that you don't really know why it exists other than to take care of itself. The population was only around sixty thousand, but that still made it the biggest city in Maine.

There's more to everything that what's obvious," he always said. "You just have to look for it.

My head cleared enough to realize she was talking to me slowly as if I was an unbalanced, crazy person, which was smart because I was an unbalanced, crazy person.

There was no joy here. There was only the sad business of survival.

Some people would look at this and see junk," I said. "Others see history.

Squinting made me feel as if I had control over how much of it I would see at first.