“Don't be so sure,' Cassie said. 'We're fighting for Mother Earth. She has some tricks up her sleeves.''Good grief,' Marco said. 'Let's all buy Birkenstocks and go hug some trees.”

“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.”

“Sure,” she said, and hugged the laptop bag closer. “What could go wrong?”Michael’s eyes flashed to meet hers in the rearview mirror.Besides everything, I mean,” she said.”

“Hard work spotlights the CHARACTER of people; some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all.”

“Mother said," mocked the king. "Don't be childish.""We're children," Myrcella declared haughtily. "We're supposed to be childish."The Hound laughed. "She has you there.”

“Eww," Jack said, and then giggled. "Yeah, and a Paris Hilton doll that had an optional brain."Aphrodite raised her brow at him. "Don't go all crazy. There are some things even Paris Hilton can't buy.”