“Sometimes bad things have to happen before good things can.”

You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get marcie. She likes ordering people around. She’ll be a natural.

Love the hair. Love when its out of control. Its like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.

The truth is scary, but knowing nothing is crippling.

…I need a boyfriend. And to get a boyfriend, you have to look good. Doesnt hurt to smell good too.

You never know what you’re going to have to face, so you’d better be prepared.

I’m touched, rixon. A bomb. How elaborate. Why didn’t you keep things simple and just march inside my bedroom one night and put a bullet between my eyes?” nora, crescendo

Is everything a joke to you? I asked. He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. Not everything. Like what? You.

I can’t imagine why you’re so interested.” he shook his head. “interested? We’re talking about you. I’m fascinated.

Im going to grab a cheeseburger, i told patch. Want anything? Nothing on the menu. I smiled. Why, patch, are you flirting with me?

I know you followed me. Don’t look so surprised. It’s called a rearview mirror.

…”good, because i need your help.” “help is my middle name.” i was pretty sure she’d already told me bad was her middle name, but i kept my opinion to myself.

I was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.

Youre not going to drive me home? I asked. A waste of breath, since i knew her answer. Theres fog. Patchy fog. Vee grinned. Oh, boy. He is so on your mind. Not that i blame you. Personally, im hoping i dream about him tonight.

Your name? I repeated, hoping it was my imagination that my voice faltered. Call me patch. I mean it. Call me

Im not stealing it. Were stranded. This is called borrowing. This is called youre crazy.

My most noticeable physical trait is, hands down, my hair. It’s big, unruly and curly, and you can spot it from a mile away… Literally.

THINK before you speak. Is it True, Helpful, Inspiring, Necessary, Kind?

Before we can pray, “Lord, Thy Kingdom come,” we must be willing to pray, “My Kingdom go.”

I have this eerie feeling that by the time I’m 33, reality will not exist in the same plane as it did before.

Such lightening and thunder will come there has never been seen before, bringing death and destruction.

Like the idea that every night might be the night before the world ends.

In the immediate postwar era, financial crises in advanced countries were rare events, and before 1970 did not happen at all.

You will follow every mountain, sea and shore, You will see from far and near a world you’ve never seen before.

Why it banged, or what happened before it banged.