Never underestimate the power of funny, it moves mountains.
Once a bird kid, always a bird kid. – maximum ride series.
Seize what’s been handed you. Make smart decisions. Make decisions because life is a temporary situation.
My choices were to either give in and let them kill all of us or fight back with everything I had. I chose the second one, ’cause I’m just funny that way.
I vill now destroy the snickuh bahrs!
Congratulations. The fact that you’re reading this means you’ve taken one giant step closer to surviving until your next birthday.
A boy and a girl, fated to rule all. Two will rise, and One will fall.
I don’t know about the rest of you who have little voices, but something about mine made me feel completely compelled to listen to it.
Dead Max was the biggest oxymoron in history.
Be calm. Be Zen. You are Buddha.
Was this normalcy-predictable patterns, the certainty of doing the same thing everyday? Because if so, normalcy was about to make me freak out and start screaming.
There’s nothing more dangerous than than someone trying to act for the greater good.
But if I could do anything? Maybe you would want to be able to save the world, the Voice said. Did you ever think of that? No. I frowned. Leave that to the grown-ups. But grown-ups are the ones destroying the world, the Voice said. Think about it.
It is my time. The time of maximum ride...
When I wanted information, it was silent; when I didn’t want to hear from it, it got chatty. It was alost as irritating as Fang.
Well, I get under people’s skins. It’s a gift I have, what can I say?
And there I was, pretty as heck, brown eyes, a few freckles, fashion challenged, and a bad attitude. Max II.
The trick to having obedient, unquestioning children was to have death be the other option.
Yes, I sounded like a pathetic weenie. I prefer to think of it as showing my softer side.
Advanced life-forms, my seweet patootie. Jerks. Both of them.