Mark: When did you learn to drive? Courtney: About three seconds ago.
D. J. MACHALEMark: When did you learn to drive? Courtney: About three seconds ago.
D. J. MACHALEIf I weren’t already dead, I’d have to kill myself just so I could roll over in my grave.
D. J. MACHALETrolling for girls at the beach was okay by me, but I didn’t want it to be our sole focus. Besides, the girls I liked had more interesting things to do than spend every waking moment sitting around at the beach comparing tans.
D. J. MACHALEI’m the terrorist, do what I say or I’ll terrorize you.
D. J. MACHALEAnd so we go.’ It’s my way of saying that I’m prepared for the next adventure. The next chapter. The next challenge. Whatever comes my way, I’m ready for it. Because that truly is the way it was meant to be.
D. J. MACHALEThere are two types of people in this world. People who hate clowns…and clowns. (Bobby Pendragon)
D. J. MACHALEAja gave Loor an up and down once-over. She then said, “Is Loor a man’s name or a woman’s name?” Ouch. Loor answered, “It is the name of a legendary hero on Zadaa. A woman.” Really?” Aja said. “What did she do that was so heroic?” She killed her enemies and ate them.
D. J. MACHALEWhat exactly is a french before it’s fried?
D. J. MACHALEYou can’t have pride without humility. Aggression without tolerance. Strength without compassion. Power without restraint.
D. J. MACHALEOh yeah, and Spader was hanging out with a penguin” -Bobby Pendragon
D. J. MACHALEMax Rose: Vo? What kind of name is that? Spader: What kind of name is Rose? Isn’t that some kind of flower?
D. J. MACHALEI went to the four levers. None of them were marked. There was only one way to figure out which one was the right one. I had to call upon all my Traveler experience and special powers to figure it out. It’s called…Eenie, meenie, miney…mo!” -Bobby Pendragon
D. J. MACHALEYou want to kill me, don’t you? And here I thought you and your friends were so righteous. You are just as capable of evil as anyone. Perhaps more so. Yet you believe your brand of evil is justified, so long as it serves your own misguided purposes.” –Saint Dane
D. J. MACHALEAt least I thought it was a wall. It sure felt like one. It was hard. It was flat. It stretched out on either side of me. You know… wall.
D. J. MACHALEI love you Mark…” Courtney, PoR. I love you too Courtney…” Mark, PoR.
D. J. MACHALEI’m sorry I hurt your hand…with my face.” -Bobby Pendragon
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