I learnt to love reading. And then I started scribbling stories, and I liked that even more.

You love me this much.

you're a diabolical little pyro, aren't you? He blushed modestly.

Pain is a message, and you can choose to ignore that message.

Right now, America looks like a fatheaded, shortsighted, gas-guzzling arrogant blowhard to the rest of the world.

That's more than three questions, Max. And sometimes whether someone is your friend or enemy is all in how you look at it. But if you must know, I consider myself your friend, a good friend who loves you very much. No one loves you more than I do, Maximum. Now listen. I ask the questions, not you. You're just here... for the ride. For the incredible, indescribable Maximum Ride.

This is my brain: O This is my brain after making out with Fang: * It's very sad.