How about you, Rafe? she asked when Georgia finally took a breath. What do you think of middle school so far? Well, I said, it’s not as bad as I thought it was going to
He’s playing Linus. Lucy’s supposed to be his sister. How’s that going to look? I mean, in the comic strip, Lucy only has black hair. Her whole table titter-giggles. I guess this is why the show is ca...
Here's something that might not occur to you: If a state trooper sees a weird, patchwork Toyota Echo
Here's a nice image for a life in balance, she said. You're juggling these four balls that you've named work, family, friends, spirit. Now, work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it bounces back. The...
Here's a freebie: Don't play poker with a kid who can read minds.
He was laid-back. Drugs'll do that to a person. Take a pill and you're not really crazy anymore.
He was already a sociopath, and he was just out of kinder-garten. I didn't think much of it at the time. It was the family way.
Have you ever done something extremely stupid like, oh, I don’t know, try to make a room filled with total strangers laugh until their sides hurt? Totally
Happiness is seeing Bear Bluff in your rearview mirror, but you better look damn quick.
Gazzy: Captain, like the captain of a ship. And then Terror, you know, T-E-R-O-R.
Gazzy: (Hugging himself and jumping up and down) I'm brilliant! I'm a genius! I can blow up the world!Max: (Raises her eyebrows)Gazzy: Not that I would want to, of course, (coughs)
Gazzy: Just Ten?Angel: No.Gazzy: Five?Angel: No.
For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin -- real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still...
Five minutes, I said, and walked away, but my heart was still going just as fast as before. This was only half over. Was it five minutes until I pulled this off? Or five minutes to live?
Fear is not the answer, not ever.
Fang: When do I get out of here?Max: They say a week.Fang: So, like, tomorrow?Max: That's what I'm thinking.
Fang pondered. It always amazes me how he’s able to seem so calm at the absolute worst times. Sometimes he seems like a droid—or a drone. Fang of Nine. Fang2-D2.
Fang is not the huggiest person in the world—he turns into an unbending statue, and you just have to do the best you can. Which
Fang and I searched in every way we could think of and found a million institutes of one kind or another, in Manhattan and throughout New York state, but none of them seemed promising. My favorite? Th...
Fair isn't fair, Dean. Like I'm supposed to help you because fair is fair? Try I need you to help me so I wont rip out your spine and beat you with it. I might respond to that, maybe.