Patrick Ness Quotes
Blame is a human concept, one of its blackest and most selfish and self-binding.
And I look right into his eyes, right into him as far as I can see, because I want him to hear me, I want him to hear me with everything I mean and feel and say.
Never pass up the chance to be kissing someone. It's the worst kind of regret.
What a sad thing men are. Can't do nothing good without being so weak we have to mess it up. Can't build something up without tearing it down.
What happens to you when you get older? Do you just forget everything from before you turned eighteen? Do you make yourself forget?
It'll make you look rugged, ' Mel says.'Because I woke up this morning, ' I say, 'and the one thing I realized I lacked was ruggedness.
I don't want to die. I want to live. I want to live long enough so I can really live.
HELP!”I race to the square, crossing it, looking all around, listenin
There's a bunch od huge churchs clustered together, trying to blend in with all the family-themed restaurants, because salvation is as easy as chicken wings, I guess.
We would do what we must. The world is big. Surely there is a space in it for one like you and one like me.
If you ever doubt anything here, if you ever not know what to think or who to trust, you trust Todd, okay? You remember that.
I love that you're worried, ' she says, 'but you're worried about all the wrong things.
As incredible as it seemed, time kept moving forward for the rest of the world.The rest of the world that wasn't waiting.
We're each other's questions, aren't we? The question that never gets an answer.
If you're too specific, people will purposely mishear you so they can be outraged about whatever thing that usually outrages them.
TODD!" I shout again -And he looks at me -And I hear my name in his Noise -And I know it -I know it in my heart -Right now -Todd Hewitt -There's nothing we can't do toge
Spackle!” Manchee barks, tho he’s too chicken to attack now that I’ve held back. “Spackle! Spackle! Spackle!”“Shut up, Manchee, ” I say.“Spack
The future of fiction? he said. Maybe, she said. Will it have room for, you know, love & stuff? he said. Always, she said. OK then, he said.
