Men suck, even imaginary ones

I’m not comfortable in this stadium,” I explained, trying to look calm. “I know. And you hate Fang looking at those girls. But we’re still having fun, and Fang still loves you, and you’ll still save the world. Okay?

Denial is not just a river in Egypt.

When are you going to trust me Max?" asked Fang. "When I go completely bonkers," I laughed.

Glaring at the Gasman, ter Borcht said, “Your time is coming to an end, you pathetic failure of an experiment. Vhat you say now is how you vill be remembered.” Gazzy’s blue eyes flashed. “Then you can remember me telling you to kiss my-” “Enough!” ter Borcht said.

I write larger than life. It's what I do.

I'm way hot," he muttered. "But I don't feel sick. Just — way hot." Fang