Good memories are like charms...Each is special. You collect them, one by one, until one day you look back and discover they make a long, colorful bracelet.
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)
From Jess:FANG. I've commented your blog with my questions for THREE YEARS. You answer other people's STUPID questions but not MINE. YOU REALLY ASKED FOR IT, BUDDY. I'm just gonna comment with this un...
Flying monkeys? the Gasman called out a guess. Like in the Wizard of Oz?It dawned on me then. No, I said tersely Worse.
Fang snapped out his huge wings and shone the penlight under his chin so it raked his cheekbones and eyes. My mouth dropped open: He looked like the angel of death.
Fang looked at the newest bird kid. Dylan was an inch or two taller than he was, and somewhat heavier built, though he still had the long, lean look of a human-avian hybrid-you couldn't make bricks fl...
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
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.
FYI, car crashes kill way more kids than cancer does. Those crosses you see on the side of the highway, the little white ones hung with fading silk flowers? They’re for people my age. (People who were...
Egypt
Don't you just hate it when you go to a friend's funeral and you get kidnapped?
Disproportionate.
Disney World. You’ve probably been. I’m assuming that most of America has been there, because you all seemed to be there the day that we went. All of you at the same time.
Disappear where? You know what they say: Curiosity killed the mutant bird kid. But I couldn't help myself.
Did you ever hear the story of the man who walks past the mental hospital? he said. He can hear all the patients inside shouting, ‘Thirteen! Thirteen! Thirteen!,’ but the fence is too high for him to...
DID YOU JUST CALL ME A LOSER? Bear roared back. No, I called myself a loser, I said, and slammed my door. Loser.
Cuando lees un libro lo suficientemente bueno, de alguna manera has hecho las cosas sobre las que leíste.
Choose now,' he spat, his eyes practically shooting sparks. 'Me or him.' 'Gosh, Fang, you romantic fool,' I said sarcastically. 'How incredibly sexist-pig of you.
But let’s face it: Understanding me—I mean, really understanding me and my nutty life—isn’t so easy. That’s why it’s so hard for me to find people I can trust. The truth is, I don’t know who I can tru...
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 destroyin...