Patrick Ness Quotes - Page 3

Schooling ain't life." "Ain't it?" she says, her eyebrows raising in mock surprise.

Ideals, my girl,” she says. “Always easier to believe in than live.” “But if you don't at least try to live them,” Bradley says, “then there's no point in living at all.

That's what I want as a reader - I want to be confident that the book will do its job.

No,' Ben says, 'but I believe it. I believe it for you. And that's why it's hope.

Ah, well, then you've never stood on a beach as the waves came crashing in, the water stretching out from you until it's beyond sight, moving and blue and alive and so much bigger than even the black beyond seems because the ocean hides what it contains.

if one of us falls, we all fall

Stories are the wildest things of all. Stories chase and bite and hunt.

And the pain is too much it's too much it's too much and my hands are on my head and I'm rearing back and my mouth is open in a never-ending wordless wail of all the blackness that's inside me. And i fall back into it.

This is how we are protecting you, by getting you out.

Know yourself and go in swinging.

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

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

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

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.

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

And if one day,' she said, really crying now, 'you look back and you feel bad for being so angry, if you feel bad for being so angry at me that you couldn't even speak to me, then you have to know, Conor, you have to that is was okay. It was okay. That I knew. I know, okay? I know everything you need to tell me without you having to say it out loud.

Like how stars might sound. Or moons But not mountains. Too floaty for mountains. It's a sound like one planet singing to another, high stretched and full of different voices starting at different notes and sloping down to other different notes but all weaving together in a rope of sound that's sad but not sad and slow but not slow and all singing one word. One word.

If the world wants you, it's gonna keep on coming till it gets you. And who am I that can fix it? Who am I that can change this if the world wants it so badly? Who am I to stop the end of the world if it keeps on coming?

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

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

And then a low and powerful sound rumbles thru the sky, like some giant, deep horn. A sound God would make when he wanted yer attenshun.

Me and Todd? Together against the Mayor?" She smiles. "He doesn't stand a chance.

You love him," he says. Not an asking, just a fact. "I do," I say. Also a fact.

And I know it - I know it in my heart - Right now - Todd Hewitt - There's nothing we can't do together -

Just cuz yer going there and I'm staying here," I say. "It don't mean we're parting." "No," she says and I know she understands. "No, it certainly doesn't." "I ain't parting from you again," I say, still looking at our fingers. "Not even in my head.