Iggy. This is not a democracy," I said,(...)"It's a Maxocracy.

Life is such a miracle, a series of small miracles.It really is, if you learn how to look at it with the right perspective.

You're lucky if you find something you like to do, and it's a miracle if somebody will pay you to do it.

Why was the blind guy playing with matches, you ask? Because he's good at it. Anything to do with fire, igniting things, exploding things, things with fuses, wicks, accelerants . . . Iggy's your man. It's one of those good/bad things.

Just because life is hard, and always ends in a bad way, doesn't mean that all stories have to, even if that's what they tell us in school and in the New York Times Review. In fact, it's a good thing that stories are as different as we are, one from another.

Yes!” said Fang, punching the air. “Freaks rule.

why can't you just get out of here and leave me alone?"i bellowed. "i can't!" dylan shouted back,his face twisted with an anger i'd never seen from him. "you can,"i said through gritted teeth."just point your wings that way and flap!