A roar cut through the melee: a booming growl, a noise that might come out of a she-bear protecting a cub. It was Alec- and suddenly bodies were flying everywhere.

Minho looked at Thomas, a serious expression on his face. "If I don't see you on the other side," he said in a sappy voice, "remember that I love you.

I was just kidding, shuck-face," Minho said. "Let's all go over there. She could have an army of psycho girl ninjas hiding in that shack of hers." "Psycho girl ninjas?" Newt repeated, his voice showing he was surprised, if not annoyed, by Minho's additude.

In other words, a considerable portion of your extraordinary gift comes from the simple fact that you very much want to do good." -Master George

When someone is close by, you just know it.

It's kind of hard to ask a dead guy what he did wrong.

Though he’d never know for sure what had happened to them, his mind was super talented at imagining the absolute worst.