What was the point of even having a conversation when words couldn't be trusted?

Rose took my nose, I suppose,” he repeated; the bubble of phlegm in his throat made a disgusting crackle. “And it really blows.

I really love middle-grade. Middle-grade books have a little more of a magical, light-hearted feel. You can be a little bit more quirky, you can have a little more humor. It doesn't get so dark and deep.

You scared of that pip-squeak? Dude, you got a lot to learn. Freakin' Newbies.

Oh, I'm good. Seriously, after all these years, you'd think I would stop amazing myself. But here I am, still doing it.

I don't give a crap if you're a Tangent or a really smart llama. You're my friend and that's all that matters

She paused. That's just my way of saying I would've killed you if you'd died.