Gazzy: "Just Ten?" Angel: "No." Gazzy: "Five?" Angel: "No.

You have a memory chip that small implanted in you,” he verified. I nodded, guessing this was somewhat worse than having cooties.

Reading is not work, not a chore, not a drudgery; reading is the most joyful thing, yet, in the world.

I feel like I'm going to HURL. Which, even if I wanted to do, I couldn't do, because I haven't eaten. I can't even drag myself out of my room. And while I'd be able to muster the strength to roundhouse Fang until he begged for MERCY, I'de be mush around an Eraser.

You are an endless project...changing, evolving, surprising.

I want to be a scientist who studies the ocean when I grow up. I would go out to sea, and scuba dive, and find new things, and National Geographic will hire me.” Sure, Nudge. Probably around the time I become president.

Who ya gonna call?" "Ghostbusters!" "That phrase is ruined forever.