Quotes from Daniel Waters

I'd rather live life with the consequences of my choice than live with the consequences of fear.

You've presented a reality that not everyone has chosen to accept.

Transformation always requires radical action.

Nothing in this world compares to writing and being read.

We make deals with the devil every day, metaphorically.

If there is cheesy packaging around a universal truth, does that make the universal truth inside any less valid?

His eyes did not track when they were talking, and when he blinked, which wasn't often, she could count to three before his eyelids touched.

I guess the message in the songs is that is shouldn't matter if someone moves differently, or looks differently, or talks differently. Is biotic differently. What matters is that we're all thinking beings, and if we are thinking beings we ought to be able to find common ground somewhere.

In a cruel and evil world, being cynical can allow you to get some entertainment out of it.

Sometimes the butterflies were there just to make you queasy; sometimes the butterflies were there to let you know that something good was on its way

I don't want to die, I thought. Not again.

Zombies, deadheads, corpsicles. What's the difference? They don't care. They don't have feelings to hurt.

Adam's hot Pheebs! Admit it girl. That body is like some kind of happy experiment. It's like he was manufactured in a nympho scientist's secret laboratory

They were an odd pair- but odd pairs were what kept life interesting.

Yep those are goosebumps. Or a bad case of arm acne. Or as I call it, armcne.

What is it like.... what is it like to be dead?' Evan looked at him with his dull, unblinking blue eyes, ' I don't know, what is it like...... to be alive?

Love, she thought, he'd typed love just as she had. A multifacedted word, love , there probably wasn't another word in this or any other language that had so many shades and degrees. She knew that he loved her and she loved him, just as she loved Adam and Adam loved her. But with love, theirs or his, it was always a question of degree, and what one was willing to do to express that degree.

The glittering stars in her eyes were going nova, like they weren't merely reflecting light but, instead, projecting it.

The dead once lived but the living have not yet died...

I'm better off without the armor, because no matter how much I fortify it, no matter how well oiled the plates are, and no matter how tightly I weave the chain links, there's no way it can really protect me. An arrow can always slip through; a swung club could always bruise. And that's okay, really, because it is as much a part of my job to feel as it is to make others feel.

What matters is that we're all thinking beings, and if we are thinking beings we ought to be able to find common ground somewhere.