The boy hates chicks, right? Let’s go give him a good reason to.
Everyone was just killing time. But if all they did was kill time, time would end up killing them.
Alex leaned close, pushing past repugnance and fear, to hear a wet, gurgling voice say, “Who the hell are you?
He’s not the first to say that.
And yes, we do have some food. Maybe you’d like to join us? Unless you want to stick with your sheep sushi.
If God gives you a Quiznos, can I have a bite? No way. You have to pray for your own food.
She was scared. Scared of dying.
It’s vital to keep a sense of humour when the world seems to have suddenly become a very strange place.
A man without pleasure is a man without any idea what life is about.
Ninth graders with machine guns: its hard to make that a happy story.
Let me guess: you’re secretly a wizard who was raised by muggles.
Slice and Dice, Slice and Dice.
Sam- I didn’t know you had a last name I thought you were like Iman or Madonna or Beyonce. You just needed the one name. Dekka- Yeah sure, me and Beyonce.
In the land of the blind the one eyed man is king. In the darkness the man with a candle is an easy target.
It’s not about who’s got powers, morons. It’s about who’s not afraid. And who’s going to do what has to be done.
Guilt was a fascinating thing: it seemed not to weaken over time. If anything it grew stronger as the circumstances faded from memory, as the fear and the necessity became abstract. And only her own actions stood out with crystal clarity.
The pain was her whole world now. Pain and fear.
Because that, more than any monster, was what Sam had feared: that he was weak and cowardly. He had a terrible fear of being afraid.
She placed her palm over his wound, pressing as hard as she dared. She would stop the blood. She would hold him and stop his life from escaping. She would hold life inside him and he wouldn’t die.
He found a set of encyclopedias – like Wikipedia, but paper and very bulky.