"Who's Heinz and what's an accordion?"

I 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

Now it was just the three of us: the leader, the warrior, and the kid about to wet his pants. Guess who I was.

My feelings for you run very deep." - Loor Not deep enought, I guess." - Bobby (The Rivers of Zadaa)

There are two types of people in this world. People who hate clowns...and clowns. (Bobby Pendragon)

I met Pendragon when I made the journey to the far desert. He is from the tribe known as...as..." Loor was scrambling. Bokka didn't know about the Travelers. I had to bail her out. Yankees," I said. "The Yankees tribe." Hey, what can I say? It was the first thing that came to mind. "It's a strong tribe," I added. "Respected by all...except for our mortal enemies, the Sox tribe. They hate us. Especially the Red ones. Cannibals. Nasty characters.

Whenever you look back and say "if" you know you're in trouble. There is no such thing as "if". The only thing that matters is what really happened.