Chong said, 'Do yourself a favor, Morg. Next time you're staring at a girl's boobs, look up. You'll be shocked to learn it, but there's going to be a face up there. Nose, mouth, eyes. And behind the eyes is an actual person.

When you have to kill the same terrorist twice in one week, then there's either something wrong with your skills or something wrong with your world. And there's nothing wrong with my skills.

You have to keep your mind as wide-open as your eyes, because almost nothing is what it seems.

Generosity could be as contagious as the zombie plague as long as enough people were willing to be carriers.

They held each other and wept as the night closed its fist around their tiny shelter, and the world below them seethed with killers both living and dead.

The truth is the truth. What changes is what we know about it and what we're willing to believe.

It's just that I'm fifteen, and I have this crazy idea I might actually have a life in front of me. I don't see how it's going to do me much good to believe that the world is over and this is just an epilogue.