People are idiots, Choo. Always remmber that: people are faithless, backstabbing, weak, creepy, stupid, lazy idiots.

An old couple came running from a motorhome, scribbling as they ran. Their sign read, Can you check on our cat, Ariel?No one would answer that, because the cats had all been eaten.

it couldn’t last. Everyone was killing time. But if all they did was kill time, time would end up killing them.

Sam and Caine were left standing side by side, bruised and battered, to stare over Penny’s sickening corpse, at the face of their mother.

You don’t look so much like a great hero,’ Jarrah said. ‘I’m pretty sure I’m not,’ Mack said wearily. ‘My throat is hoarse from screaming in terror. I don’t think heroes have that problem.

Yeah. A feeling. Like the whole point of my life from the alleys in Bangkok to the yachts and private island to coming here like a crazy person trying to fly a helicopter like all...

One minute the teacher was talking about the Civil War. And the next minute he was gone. There. Gone. No ‘poof.’ No flash of light. No explosion.

If you do bad stuff and don’t repent, you go to hell,” Orc said, like he was begging for a refutation.”Yeah, well, you know what? If Howard’s in hell, I guess we can all have...

The light of day showed you the limits of possibility. But walk through the dark, the absolute, total darkness, and the possibilities were limitless.

Guilt was a fascinating thing: it seemed not to weaken over time. If anything it grew stronger as the circumstances faded from memory, as the fear and the necessity became abstract. And only her own...

No, no, no, so not getting the point of fear. Because fear wasn’t about what made sense. Fear was about possibilities. Not things that happened. Things that might.

Which was how Britteny ended up nestled next to Mickey, under the shelter of a painter’s drop cloth.She felt no pain.She saw no light.She heard, but barely.Her heart was still and silent.Yet she did not...

And then the turbines generate electricity that goes into the whole town.””You mean they aren’t powered by giant hamsters on wheels? I was misinformed.

Man, don’t ever be sorry you don’t want to kill someone.

No you sick, stupid creep, I love you. I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t. You’re sick inside, Caine, sick! But I love you. – Diana

Who am I? I’m the Breeze, bitch!

They said what doesn’t kill you made you stronger. No, it left you with holes blown through your soul.

It takes me a while to figure things out, doesn’t it?” Edilio grinned. “Do me a favor. When you find Astrid, repeat that to her, word for word, the part about how it takes you...

I’ve never been able to grow an organ back,” Lana said. “Last time I tried… Let’s just hope you don’t end up with whip eyes.