“ Tobias asked."Weird? Weird?" Marco crowed. "The talking bird wants to know if getting information onthe location of an alien from a whale, that you've just saved from sharks, by turning intodolphins . . . You're suggesting that's weird?”

“Oh, I'm sure we could talk them into letting us in for nothing," Marco said. "Just tell themwe're Animorphs.""Tell them we're what?" Rachel asked."Idiot teenagers with a death wish," Marco said."Animorphs." I tried the word out. It sounded okay.”

“I felt exalted.It was my moment. This was my place and mytime and my own perfection.I was no longer afraid. Weird. If I'd had amouth I'd have smiled. I said.No one moved. I asked.No answer. I said, almost laughing.”

“I was Jake's insurance policy. He thought maybe he wouldn't have to use me. He hoped, anyway. But down deep he knew, and I knew, and we both hid the truth from the others because Cassie couldn't let Jake make that decision, and Tobias couldn't let me, and those two, by loving us, would have screwed everything up. It was a war, after all. A war we had to win.”

“But mostly, I remembered what I’ve always believed. What my mom taught me. That while some things are just plain awful, most things in life can be seen either tragic or comic. And it’s your choice. Is life a big, long, tiresome slog from sadness to regret to guilt to resentment to self-pity? Or is life weird, outrageous, bizarre, ironic, and just stupid? Gotta go with stupid. It’s not the easy way out. Self-pity is the easiest thing in the world. Finding the humor, the irony, the slight justification for a skewed, skeptical optimism, that’s tough.”

“Earth is the crossroads of every possible alien. We're the McDonald's next to the highway of the galaxy.”

“And oh, god, how could so much regret and so much sweetness and so much sadness all be present in that single moment. I was already dead and missing my unlived life. I was already dead and Tobias was mourning.I tried to smile. For him.”