“Dead Max was the biggest oxymoron in history.”

“Fang felt a cold jolt, then dismissed it. Max wasn’t dead. He would know, somehow. He would have felt it. The world still felt the same to him; therefore, Max was still in it.”

“You're lying through your fangs," Iggy accused.Fang tried to play innocent--but "innocent Fang" is an oxymoron, so it didn't work.”

“Fang: When do I get out of here?Max: They say a week.Fang: So, like, tomorrow?Max: That's what I'm thinking.”

“Max: "Okay guys, I had a couple thoughts I wanted to go over with you."Iggy: (pretends to snore loudy)Max: (throws another pinecone at him)Iggy: "Quit throwing things at me!"Max: "Glad you could join us.”

“What are you doing here?” [ndr prison]Selling Girl Scout cookies,” I said. “Want some? The Samoas are terrific.”(Max II to Max)”

“I choose you, Max. -Fang”