“In the beginning we were a group of nine.Three are gone, dead.There are six of us left.They are hunting us, and they won't stop until they've killed us all.I am Number Four.I know that I am next.”
“These things that were between us, these and a myriad others, a myriad myriad, these remain of her, but what will become of them when I am gone, I who am their repository and sole preserver?”
“Are you mad? (Artemis)Yes, I am. Mad at this world where we are nothing to the gods. Mad at the Fates who put us here for no purpose except to toy with us for their petty amusement. I wish all of the gods were dead and gone. (Acheron)”
“God put us on this carnival ride, We close our eyes not knowing were it will take us next”
“I won't stop writing until I am known as the Kurt Cobain of literature!”
“I am sorry for you with all my heart. But you cannot blame us, for you came to kill us if you could.”