No you sick, stupid creep, I love you. I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t. You’re sick inside, Caine, sick! But I love you. – Diana
Brianna dropped the skateboard in front of Sam. “Don’t worry: I won’t let you fall off.” “Yeah? Then why did you bring the helmet?” Brianna tossed it to him. “In case you fall off.
We do need a system, and we do need you and your ‘Bertos, and sometimes we need Sam to just come along and kick some ass. – Quinn
It’s Sanjit. It’s a Hindu name. It means ‘invincible.'””That’s great,” Lana said.”Invincible. I can’t be vinced.””That’s not even a word,” Lana said.”Go ahead: try to vince me,” Sanjit said.
A man without pleasure is a man without any idea what life is about
I believe in free will. I think we make our own decisions and carry out or own actions. And our actions have consequences. The world is what we make it. But I think sometimes we can ask God to help us and He will.
Its the fate of all creators: They fall in love with their creations.
You don’t look so much like a great hero,’ Jarrah said. ‘I’m pretty sure I’m not,’ Mack said wearily. ‘My throat is hoarse from screaming in terror. I don’t think heroes have that problem.
In the land of the blind the one eyed man is king. In the darkness the man with a candle is an easy target.
No, no, no, so not getting the point of fear. Because fear wasn’t about what made sense. Fear was about possibilities. Not things that happened. Things that might.
It takes me a while to figure things out, doesn’t it?” Edilio grinned. “Do me a favor. When you find Astrid, repeat that to her, word for word, the part about how it takes you a while. Then remember her exact reaction and tell me.
Fear was about possibilities. Not things that happened. Things that might.
One minute the teacher was talking about the Civil War. And the next minute he was gone. There. Gone. No ‘poof.’ No flash of light. No explosion.
And then the turbines generate electricity that goes into the whole town.””You mean they aren’t powered by giant hamsters on wheels? I was misinformed.
But then had come the voice that said, “Come on, you little freak, wherever the hell you are,whatever the hell you are, let’s get this done with.
But then had come the voice that said, Come on, you little freak, wherever the hell you are, whatever the hell you are, let’s get this done with.
They said a lot of things to each other that night, but nothing that involved words.
The light of day showed you the limits of possibility. But walk through the dark, the absolute, total darkness, and the possibilities were limitless.
People are idiots, Choo. Always remmber that: people are faithless, backstabbing, weak, creepy, stupid, lazy idiots.
Caine erupted in disbelieving laughter. “Yeah, that’ll do it. ‘I’m just a kid, Your Honor!’ Hah. They’ll have to find a few scapegoats, and guess who it will be? You and me, surfer boy. You and me.
Say it. But…””But what?” he asked.She whispered it, sounding too vulnerable. “But only if its the truth, Caine. Only. If.””I love you,” he said.
Come live with us, Diana. Don’t argue. Just say yes.”Diana looked at the ground to hide her emotions. Then she said, “Would I have to be hearing you two going at it night and day?
Hello, Darkness,” Caine said.Gaia’s face fell. Her bloody, feral grin faded to be replaced by lips drawn right with fear. Her killer blue eyes widened as she looked at Caine who was no longer Caine.”Nemesis,” Gaia said.
It’s over, Sam. Finally.””Yeah,” he said. “I guess it is.””Turn out the light, Sam.”Sam reached for the switch and turned out the light.
I need you both to trust me,” Vincent said. “I don’t mean that I would like you to trust me. I mean that I need you to trust me.
Delay of pain: that was the meaning of life, wasn’t it?“I’ve made some bad decisions,” Caine said, not really meaning to say it out loud.
I’ve never been able to grow an organ back,” Lana said. “Last time I tried… Let’s just hope you don’t end up with whip eyes.
Which was how Britteny ended up nestled next to Mickey, under the shelter of a painter’s drop cloth.She felt no pain.She saw no light.She heard, but barely.Her heart was still and silent.Yet she did not die.
How am I supposed to feed you?” Drake demanded.“Darkness say to coyote: don’t kill human. Did not say don’t eat dead human.”Drake laughed with a certain delight. This Pack Leader was definitely a smarter animal than the original one.
Too bad we don’t have marshmallows. This is an amazing fire.” Howard emerged through the smoke behind Edilio.
And yes, we do have some food. Maybe you’d like to join us? Unless you want to stick with your sheep sushi.
But when reality was hopeless, fantasy became more and more necessary.
Sam, there comes a time when the world no longer needs heroes. And then the true hero knows to walk away.
If God gives you a Quiznos, can I have a bite? No way. You have to pray for your own food.
[Caine]”Interesting. Me, I’ve always wanted to know who my real parents were.”[Sam]”Let me guess: you’re secretly a wizard who was raised by muggles.
This much I know already: When Tommy and the Big Brains, in whispered, wry asides, talk about Project 88715, they call it something else. They call it the “Adam Project.
I am too perfect for Evening,” Adam volunteers. “But that’s all right.” He smiles shyly at Aislin. “I am not too perfect for Aislin.
If you do bad stuff and don’t repent, you go to hell,” Orc said, like he was begging for a refutation.”Yeah, well, you know what? If Howard’s in hell, I guess we can all have a big get-together soon enough. a
Man, don’t ever be sorry you don’t want to kill someone.
Sam and Caine were left standing side by side, bruised and battered, to stare over Penny’s sickening corpse, at the face of their mother.
It couldn’t last. Everyone was just killing time. But if all they did was kill time, time would end up killing them.
An old couple came running from a motorhome, scribbling as they ran. Their sign read, Can you check on our cat, Ariel?No one would answer that, because the cats had all been eaten.
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.
No,” Lana said, “I’m not going to heal your scratch.””Good,” Sanjit said.”Good? Why good?””Because when you hold my hand, I don’t want it to be work for you.
He found a set of encyclopedias—like Wikipedia, but paper and very bulky.
At night we cry sometimes, and if you think that just applies to the females then you have never been in combat, because everyone cries sooner or later. Everyone cries.
Deep down, she’s a good person, Diana is,” Caine said, and sighed. “Deep down, I’m not. But she is.
You’re staring,” Lana said.”Yes. I am. I’m a teenage boy. Beautiful girls in wet underwear have a tendency to cause staring in teenage boys.