“Popcorn for breakfast! Why not? It's a grain. It's like, like, grits, but with high self-esteem.”

“Life can be like walking on a high wire. Falling seems a tiny misstep away.”

“It means the third rail has seven hundred volts of direct current running through it. Touch it and you're human popcorn”

“why can't you just get out of here and leave me alone?"i bellowed."i can't!" dylan shouted back,his face twisted with an anger i'd never seen from him."you can,"i said through gritted teeth."just point your wings that way and flap!”

“You can help each other, Max, said the unwelcome voice. You're perfect complements to each other. "Shut up!" I hissed under my breath, and Dylan looked startled."I didn't say anything."Gritting my teeth, I nodded. "No, I know. It's just-" I decided to take a risk and stare him down. "I hear voices, okay? If you're gonna be here, get used to it. Or else keep your distance.”

“Save your world. Love it. Protect it, and respect it and don't let haters represent it. Don't leave the saving to anyone else, ever, because, exhibit A - why, hello there - it's way too much for one person. And if you want to skip out on the responsibility train, my whole life - and death - will have been in vain.It's yours. It's all yours for taking!You're not going to waste it now, are you?”

“I'm going to turn fifteen tomorrow," i said, warming to the idea. "It's high time. I can't remember when i turned fourteen." (said by Max)If you get to be fifteen, then i get to be fifteen!" Iggy sounded indignant.i looked at Fang. "Wanna be fifteen?"His smile melted me. "Yeah.”