Patrick Ness Quotes

Here I am. Here we are. Here we go. Here is all that matters.

Faith with proof is no faith at all.

Noise ain't Truth, Noise is what men want to be true, and there's a difference twixt those two things so big that it could ruddy well kill you if you don't watch out.

We have to lie to ourselves to live. Otherwise, we'd go crazy.

Life equals running and when we stop running maybe that's how we'll know life is finally finished.

If you ever want to see how small you are in the plan of God, just stand at the edge of an ocean.

Know yourself and go in swinging, if it hurts when you hit, it might be real, too.

This is what war does. Right here, in my hands. This is war.

The justifications of men who kill should always be heard with skepticism, said the monster.

I wanted so badly for there to be more. I ached for there to be more than my crappy little life.' He shakes his head. 'And there was more. I just couldn't see it.

That's the thing I'm learning about being thrown out on yer own. Nobody does nothing for you. If you don't change it, it don't get changed.

Didn't you finish your chemistry in school?" "You closed the school and burnt all the books." "Ah, so I did.

And here was a man who lived on belief, but who sacrificed it at the first challenge, right when he needed it most

We run down the right fork, Manchee at our heels, the night and a dusty road stretching out in front of us, an army and a disaster behind us, me and Viola, running side by side.

And I look at her sitting there and she looks across the river and we wait as the dawn fully arrives, each of us knowing. Each of us knowing the other.

We just keep on having to save each other", he says. "We ever gonna be even?" "I hope not," I say

Francia don’t look too convinced. I never seen arms so crossed.

Maybe probably ain’t all that comforting a word when it’s maybe yer not dying.

And changing for the better doesn't mean that he's ever going to reach good.

It was solitude, but it was solitude that wasn't lonely. Solitude that could sort things out. And he hadn't had that in ages.

The only place you belong is the place you can never go back. And so yer always alone, forever and always.

Know yourself and go in swinging.

You're never more alive than in battle." "Never more dead after," I say.

Superior numbers versus superior firepower. A recipe for unending slaughter.

Don't think you haven't lived long enough to have a story to tell.

If you ever see a war," she says, not looking up from her clipboard, "you'll learn that war only destroys. No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors.

It's always darkest before the dawn, Todd.” I look at him, baffled. “No, it ain't! What kinda stupid saying is that? It's always lightest before the dawn!

Do you not wonder sometimes, she showed now, sadly, if in some ways they are correct? That we are asking too much of the world?"No," he said. "They're the ones who are asking for too little."

Nobody has to tell nobody nothing,” I say, taking another step forward. “You never were a poet, were you, Todd?” he says.

The green things of this world are just wondrous, aren’t they?” his mother went on. “We work so hard to get rid of them when sometimes they’re the very thing that saves us.

Men do monstrous things but if you call a man a monster you have absolved yourself of blame. You don't have to think that you might ever do these things. I don't think that's true

Stories don’t end with the writers, however many started the race.

There's always beauty, if you know where to look.

And otherwise normal men become monsters, too.

But,' he thinks, 'it's possible to die before you die.

So the good prince was a murderer and the evil queen wasn't a witch after all.

Guessing a thing ain't knowing a thing.

Here is the boy, drowning.

Why can't we learn to live with how we are? And whatever anybody chooses is okay by the rest of us?

Men lie, and they lie to theirselves worst of all.

As to how you'll help me," he says. "Well, we have met the Answer, have we not?" He turns back to look at us, his eyes glinting. "It's time for them to meet the Ask.

A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War makes Monsters of Men.

"You can eff off, too," I say, except I don't say eff, I say what 'eff' stands for.

Conor was no longer invisible. They all saw him now. But he was further away than ever.

Belief is half of all healing. Belief in the cure, belief in the future that awaits.

As destruction goes, the monster said behind him, this is all remarkably pitiful.

And then his noise falls completely silent- And he stops struggling- And looking right into my eyes- He dies. My Todd dies.

There is not always a good guy. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere in between.

Girls are small and polite and smiley. They wear dresses and their hair is long and it’s pulled into shapes behind their heads or on either side.

That's what librarians do. They open up the world. Because knowledge is useless if you don’t know how to find it, if you don’t even know where to begin to look.