Earth is the crossroads of every possible alien. We're the McDonald's next to the highway of the galaxy.

My favorite color is rainbow.

Human humour often consists of pretending to wish something does not really wish.

I just want to get on a table, dance on someone's tater tots, and wait for the hall monitor to drag me away

Oh, I'm sure we could talk them into letting us in for nothing," Marco said. "Just tell them we're Animorphs." "Tell them we're what?" Rachel asked. "Idiot teenagers with a death wish," Marco said. "Animorphs." I tried the word out. It sounded okay.

Death's gruesome face taunts: soulless eyes, crimson grimace. I really hate clowns.

It's OAT-freaking-MEAL!