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James Patterson is the most popular storyteller of our time. He is the creator of unforgettable characters and series, including Alex Cross, the Women’s Murder Club, Jane Effing Smith, and Maximum Ride, and of breathtaking true stories about the Kennedys, John Lennon, and Princess Diana, as well as our military heroes, police officers, and ER nurses. He has coauthored #1 bestselling novels with Bill Clinton and Dolly Parton, told the story of his own life in James Patterson by James Patterson, and received an Edgar Award, ten Emmy Awards, the Literarian Award from the National Book Foundation, and the National Humanities Medal.
“We went back to the weird Institute building. At night there was a lot more activity. Erasers coming in non-stop. Nice cars, nice clothes, nice smug faces (that I wanted to smash!).-Fang's Blog”
“Maybe it's information the whitecoats never wanted anyone to figure out.' Fang said in the hollow Twilight Zone-y voice he used sometimes when things got unusually weird- as opposed to regular weird.”
“Is this a movie?' I heard someone ask.Naw- this is too original for Hollywood. They do sequels.”
“Can you giggle while racing for your life and protecting a six-year-old? I can.”
“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? The Institute for Realizing Your Pet's Inner Potential. Anyone who can explain that to me, drop a line.”
“Angel: What's sauerkraut?Max: You don't want it. Trust me.”
“Frustration was my constant companion. I wanted to scream. "What the he-eck are we supposed to do now? I asked Fang.He looked at me, and I could tell he was mulling over the problem. He held out a small waxed-paper bag.Peanut?”
“The next morning-at least, I assumed it was morning, since we were all waking up- I felt like one of those twelve dancing princesses, who danced all night, wore holes in their shoes, and had to sleep it off the next day. Except, oh yeah: a)I'm not a princess; b)sleeping in a subway tunnel and having another brain attack aren't that much like dancing all night; and c) my combat boots were still in good shape. Other than that, it was exactly the same.”
“Part 5The Voice-Make that my voice”
“Iggy: So what are we going to do?Yeah leader, lead.”
“Fang snorted in disbelief. "On one hand, we have a mythical nice family that wants to adopt me. On the other, we have a gang of insane scientists desperate to do genetic experiments on innocent children. Guess which hand I get dealt?”
“Why was the blind guy playing with matches, you ask? Because he's good at it. Anything to do with fire, igniting things, exploding things, things with fuses, wicks, accelerants . . . Iggy's your man. It's one of those good/bad things.”
“Jeb: But I need to tell you something first.Max (thinking): That you are the devil incarnate?”
“Jeb: I wish I could explain what I'd give just to see you smile again.Max (thinking): How about your head on a stick?”
“Feeding a crowd?' the woman behind the counter asked.Yes, ma'am ,' Fang said sweetly.Yeah, him and all his split personalities, I thought.”
“Nudge: You aren't dead.Iggy (irritably): No. You aren't dead either. How about just 'hello'?”
“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)”
“Huh - Why is Max in the kitchen?"Dr.Martinez: "We're cooking."Gazzy: "She's just keeping you company, right?"Dr.Martinez: "No, she's cooking."Nudge: "Cooking...food?"Max: "Yes, I'm cooking food, and it's great, and you're going to eat it, you twerps!”
“Iggy: Now what? Who you gonna call?A quiet voice in the hallway outside: Ghostbusters!(Captain Perry and John groan)John: That phrase is ruined forever.”
“Oh, my God. It hit me like a tsunami then: how perfect he was for me, how he was everything I could possibly hope for, as a friend, boyfriend - maybe even more. He was it for me. There would be no more looking. I really, really loved him, with a whole new kind of love I'd never felt before, something that made every other kind of love I'd ever felt just seem washed out and wimpy in comparison. I loved him with every cell in my body, every thought in my head, every feather in my wings, every breath in my lungs. And air sacs.”
“When my son, Jack, was four, I had to make a trip to Los Angeles. I asked him if he was going to miss me. 'Not so much,' Jack told me. 'You're not going to miss me?' I said. Jack shook his head, and he said, 'Love means you can never be apart.”
“Disappear where?" You know what they say: Curiosity killed the mutant bird kid. But I couldn't help myself.”
“After all, Fnick is Superman," said Iggy. "Shut up, Jeff," I said, but I was smiling. I lifted Iggy's fingers to my face so that he knew.”
“So Fnick, can I change channel?" Iggy asked. "There's a game on." "Make yourself at home, Figgy." Fang said.”
“You stand out like a fart in a church.”
“I'm way hot," he muttered. "But I don't feel sick. Just — way hot."Fang”
“If you're ever feeling a lack of middle-aged white men, just pop into the Capitol. Not so much the House of Representatives, which has a bit more color and texture, but the Senate -- jeez. Yes, let's have more testosterone running the country.Maximum Ride, School's Out--Forever”
“Let's just say that if these scientist had been using their brilliance for good instead of evil, cars would run off water vapor and leave fresh compost behind them; no one would be hungry; no one would be ill; all buildings would be earthquake-, bomb-, and flood-proof; and the world's entire economy would have collapsed and been replaced by one based on the value of chocolate. ”
“I HAS A CORM!!”
“Hello, Max," he said quietly, searching my face. "How do you feel?"Which was a ten on the "imbecilic question" scale of one to ten. Why, I feel fine, Jeb," I said brightly. "How about you?"Any nausea? Headache?" Yep. And it's standing here talking to me.”
“I don't damsel well. Distress, I can do. Damseling? Not so much.”
“I vill eat nine Snikuhs bahs visout bahfing”
“I stared at her in amazement. "How do you even live with yourself?"..."You're willing to sell children to a foreign government so they can be used as weapons, possibly against other Americans. I don't get it. Were you hiding behind a door on morals and ethics day?...You couldn't mother someone if they shot five gallons of estrogen into your veins.”
“Yes, Max, you are going to die. Just like everybody else.Thank you, Confucious.”
“How is San Francisco, Alex? Lovely city. Will you leave your heart there? Do you think it's a good place to die?”
“That's more than three questions, Max. And sometimes wheter someone is your friend or enemy is all in how you look at it. But if you must know, I consider myself your friend, a good friend who loves you very much. No one Loves you more than I do, Maximum. Now listen. I ask the questions here, not you. You're just here for the ride. For the incredible, indescribable Maximum Ride.”
“You are a fridge with wings. We're freaking ballet dancers.”
“I remembered something my first partner had told me. Never wrestle with a pig, Lindsay. You both get dirty. The pig likes it.”
“Margo, they're afraid of us. They're afraid of everything.' And then I kept on talking without really thinking, until it turned into a chant:They're afraid of change, and we must change.They're afraid of the young, and we are the young.They're afraid of music, and music is our life.They're afraid of books, and knowledge, and ideas.They're most afraid of our magic.”
“Fang looked at me, hope in his eyes, and I smirked at him. I save the huge emotional kissy-face for imminent death scenes. This probably didn't qualify.”
“Who ya gonna call?""Ghostbusters!""That phrase is ruined forever.”
“We're just not cut out for all this media circus crap.But then, you already knew that.”
“What, eBay isn't good enough for us?”
“You're children. Don't you want a home, a family?""With, like, vitamin-fortified cereal and educational television?”
“I hoped I wasn't actually dead. That would make finding our parents and saving the world really hard.”
“Do we have any chlorine? It seems to be kind of explosive when mixed with other stuff.""Like what, your socks? No, we don't have chlorine. No swimming pool.”
“You are avake, yah?" said a voice in a horribly recognizable accent."Yah," I muttered, rubbing my head. "And you are still a jerk, yah?”
“Honesty is always good, except when it's better to lie. ”
“The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.”
“There's nothing more annoying than cold logic and reason when you've got a good fit going. ”