James Patterson Quotes

"So you have your price."... "Your soul for a cookie."

you...are...a...frige...with...wings...we...are...freaking...ballet...dancers!

She had a lot of hugs to give, but not enough people to give them to.

Sundown had bloodied the horizon over the uneven rooftops of South Boston. Birds were perched on every roof and seemed to be watching the girl walking slowly below. - Cradle and All

Right now, America looks like a fatheaded, shortsighted, gas-guzzling arrogant blowhard to the rest of the world.

You're lucky if you find something you like to do, and it's a miracle if somebody will pay you to do it.

Call me crazy, but there's just something cheering about seeing huge raptors tear into Eraser flesh.

Jeezum—humans were like eggshells.

But what is life if you don't live it?

WARNING If you dare to read this story, you become part of the Experiment

Okay, okay, okay. I understood that pushing the elevator button over and over again would not make the elevator appear sooner. But I couldn't help myself

Is dere anysing special about you? Anysing vorth saving?" Besides my fashion sense? I play a mean harmonica.

Don't depend on others to give you strength....Find it within yourself

I looked into her eyes. "Mom, who do you pray to?" I just pray, Daniel. That's all.

You know, I guess I just don't like to talk a lot about sad things. Now you know my flaw. What good does it do to talk about sad things in the past?

The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.

Am I tough? Am I strong? Am I hard-core? Absolutely. Did I whimper with pathetic delight when I sank my teeth into my hot fried-chicken sandwich? You betcha.

You are an endless project...changing, evolving, surprising.

The whole duty of humanity, from a Christian perspective is: 'To know God and to show God.'

I love you. I love your smile, your snarl, your grin, your face when you're sleeping.

Pick a tree. I'll carve our initials into it." -Fang

People always remember the worst day of their lifes. It becomes a part of them forever.

"Jeez, was that a lion? Please tell me it’s behind bars." "It’s a zoo, Iggy,” Nudge said, taking his arms and leading him. "Everything’s behind bars."

This time I wouldn't forget him, because I couldn't ever forgive him - for breaking my heart twice.

You mean other than the wings? I once ate nine snicker bars in a row without barfing. It was a record.

Men suck, even imaginary ones

I read some, and then visited with people involved in this curious, exciting and somewhat misunderstood sub-culture. I met with a fang maker, who offered to fit me for an exquisite pair.

Do you ever have dirty thoughts about spongebob?

Holy [Insert your choice of a swear word here]," said Fang stunned.

I did know that the book would end with a mind-boggling trial, but I didn't know exactly how it would turn out. I like a little suspense when I am writing, too.

I'm not a writer's writer. I'm not a craftsman. I could be, and that would be a one-book-a-year operation.

Ultimately, a great thriller is a roller coaster ride. I like to think that's a promise I have never failed to keep, and one that I'd say has served my books well.

"I can talk to fish!" Angel said happily, water dripping off her long, skinny body. "Ask one over for dinner," Fang said, joining us.

Max, you're the last of the hybrids who still has...a soul.' ... 'She doesn't have soul,' Gazzy scoffed. 'Have you ever seen her dance?

Gazzy: "Captain, like the captain of a ship. And then Terror, you know, T-E-R-O-R.

When I write I pretend I'm telling a story to someone in the room and I don't want them to get up until I'm finished.

Yes. I owed my life, Angel's life, and my mother's life to a mutant's ability to create industrial-strength snot.

They [Erasers] were bad fliers," Angel chimed in, "And in their minds, they weren't all kill the mutants, like they usually are. They were like, remember to flap!

She didn't flirt with him, but they hung out together a lot, and every time I saw their heads bent over a computer screen or map, it made my stomach clench. And my teeth. And my fists.

"Uh-huh," I said. "Because all you mad, evil scientists sit around whipping up batches of Pillsbury's finest during your coffee breaks. I mean, this is pathetic."

The writing in Mission to Paris, sentence after sentence, page after page, is dazzling. If you are a John le Carr fan, this is definitely a novel for you.

The weird, weird thing about devastating loss is tha life actually goes on.

Who ya gonna call?" "Ghostbusters!" "That phrase is ruined forever.

What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and world destruction?

Ari smiled. The sun was shining, the weather was great, he was eating ice cream, and all his dreams were about to come true.

Love means never having to be apart

I’ve been listening to how the Roman Empire fell and all I can say is, it didn’t fall nearly fast enough!”-Iggy

Cats are like Baptists. You know they raise hell, but you can never catch them at it.

Yes," I said. "My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.

Iggy: "I'll grab a zebra; Gaz, you fill all the bubbles with your trademark scent. so people are choking and gagging; and let's throw beef jerky in their eyes! Now, that's a plan!