“Do you want to know the closest thing to feeling the most powerful you can feel ? Flying alone at night.Risky.Nothing but you and the wind soaring way above everything , Slicing through the air like a Sword. Up and up until you feel like you can grab a star and hold it to your chest like a burning, Spiky thing”

“You love him so much it feels like you can't go on without him. You feel like you might die without him.”

“A PoemBy Max White is the color of little bunnies with pink noses. White is the color of fluffy clouds fluffing their way across the sky. White is the color of angel's wings and Angel's wings. White is the color of brand-new ankle socks fresh out of the bag. White is the color of crisp sheets in schmancy hotels. White is the color of every last freaking, gol-danged thing you see for endless miles and miles if you happen to be in Antarctica trying to save the world, which now you aren't so sure you can do because you feel like if you see any more whiteness-Wonder Bread, someone's underwear, teeth-you will completely and totally lose your ever-lovin' mind and wind up pushing a grocery cart full of empty cans around New York City, muttering to yourself. That was my first poem ever. Okay, so it's not Shakespeare, but I liked it.”

“Okay, so, flying,” I started, taking a deep breath and focusing on the thing I loved most in the world. “Flying is … great. It feels great when you’re doing it. It’s fun. Pure freedom. There’s nothing better.”Dylan smiled, a slow, easy smile that seemed to light up his whole face.“So the first thing we’re going to do,” I told him, “is push you off the roof.”

“Max—you have a bigger mission than finding the flock's parents. Focus on helping the whole world,not just your friends.I held my wings steady, coasting for a long, long way on a warm updraft. It was like floating on acloud, the best feeling you can imagine. I wish you could try it with me. Maybe next time.You know, Voice, I thought finally, my friends are my world.”

“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 until you answer at least one of my questions. DO YOU HAVE A JAMAICAN ACCENT? No, MonDO YOU MOLT? Gross.WHAT'S YOUR STAR SIGN? Dont know. "Angel what's my star sign?" She says Scorpio.HAVE YOU TOLD JEB I LOVE HIM YET? No.DOES NOT HAVING A POWER MAKE YOU ANGRY? Well, that's not really true...DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DO THE SOULJA BOY? Can you see me doing the Soulja Boy?DOES IGGY KNOW HOW TO DO THE SOULJA BOY? Gazzy does.DO YOU USE HAIR PRODUCTS? No. Again,no.DO YOU USE PRODUCTS ON YOUR FEATHERS? I don't know that they make bird kid feather products yet. WHAT'S YOU FAVORITE MOVIE? There are a bunchWHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SONG? I don't have favorites. They're too polarizing.WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SMELL? Max, when she showers.DO THESE QUESTIONS MAKE YOU ANGRY? Not really. IF I CAME UP TO YOU IN A STREET AND HUGGED YOU, WOULD YOU KILL ME? You might get kicked. But I'm used to people wanting me dead, so. DO YOU SECRETLY WANT TO BE HUGGED? Doesn't everybody?ARE YOU GOING EMO 'CAUSE ANGEL IS STEALING EVERYONE'S POWERS (INCLUDING YOURS)? Not the emo thing again. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FOOD? Anything hot and delicious and brought to me by Iggy.WHAT DID YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST THIS MORNING? Three eggs, over easy. Bacon. More Bacon. Toast.DID YOU EVEN HAVE BREAKFAST THIS MORNING? See above.DID YOU DIE INSIDE WHEN MAX CHOSE ARI OVER YOU? Dudes don't die inside. DO YOU LIKE MAX? Duh.DO YOU LIKE ME? I think you're funny.DOES IGGY LIKE ME? SureDO YOU WRITE DEPRESSING POETRY? No.IS IT ABOUT MAX? Ahh. No.IS IT ABOUT ARI? Why do you assume I write depressing poetry?IS IT ABOUT JEB? Ahh.ARE YOU GOING TO BLOCK THIS COMMENT? Clearly, no.WHAT ARE YOU WEARING? A Dirty Projectors T-shirt. Jeans.DO YOU WEAR BOXERS OR BRIEFS? No freaking comment.DO YOU FIND THIS COMMENT PERSONAL? Could I not find that comment personal?DO YOU WEAR SUNGLASSES? Yes, cheap ones.DO YOU WEAR YOUR SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT? That would make it hard to see.DO YOU SMOKE APPLES, LIKE US? Huh?DO YOU PREFER BLONDES OR BRUNETTES? Whatever.DO YOU LIKE VAMPIRES OR WEREWOLVES? Fanged creatures rock.ARE YOU GAY AND JUST PRETENDING TO BE STRAIGHT BY KISSING LISSA? Uhh...WERE YOU EXPERIMENING WITH YOUR SEXUALITY? Uhh...WOULD YOU TELL US IF YOU WERE GAY? Yes.DO YOU SECRETLY LIKE IT WHEN PEOPLE CALL YOU EMO? No.ARE YOU EMO? Whatever.DO YOU LIKE EGGS? Yes. I had them for breakfast.DO YOU LIKE EATING THINGS? I love eating. I list it as a hobby.DO YOU SECRETLY THINK YOU'RE THE SEXIEST PERSON IN THE WHOLE WORLD? Do you secretly think I'm the sexiest person in the whole world?DO YOU EVER HAVE DIRTY THOUGHTS ABOUT MAX? Eeek!HAS ENGEL EVER READ YOUR MIND WHEN YOU WERE HAVING DIRTY THOUGHT ABOUT MAX AND GONE "OMG" AND YOU WERE LIKE "D:"? hahahahahahahahahahahDO YOU LIKE SPONGEBOB? He's okay, I guess.DO YOU EVER HAVE DIRTY THOUGHT ABOUT SPONGEBOB? Definitely CAN YOU COOK? Iggy cooks.DO YOU LIKE TO COOK? I like to eat.ARE YOU, LIKE, A HOUSEWIFE? How on earth could I be like a housewife?DO YOU SECRETLY HAVE INNER TURMOIL?Isn't it obvious?DO YOU WANT TO BE UNDA DA SEA? I'm unda da stars.DO YOU THINK IT'S NOT TOO LATE, IT'S NEVER TOO LATE? Sure.WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO PLAY POKER? TV.DO YOU HAVE A GOOD POKER FACE? Totally.OF COURSE YOU HAVE A GOOD POKER FACE. DOES IGGY HAVE A GOOD POKER FACE? Yes.CAN HE EVEN PLAY POKER? Iggy beats me sometimes.DO YOU LIKE POKING PEOPLE HARD? Not really.ARE YOU FANGALICIOUS? I could never be as fangalicious as you'd want me to be.Fly on, Fang”

“I like watching your...power," Dylan said. "You're a beautiful flyer. Your hair is streaming through the air like silk ribbon. The sun is shining on your feathers. And I'm just glad to be here, with you. Even if we are trying to stop mass destrucion.”