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.

They think I'm too old to cause trouble. Old age is a powerful disguise.

Everything ends eventually. I guess that's what makes summer so intense, this feeling that it lasts for only a a short while and then it's back to reality.

Right now I would give all the yogurt raisins in all the world for a heart made of ice.

Growing up gorilla is just like any other kind of growing up. You make mistakes. You play. You learn. You do it all over again.

Anger only gets in the way.

With enough time, you can get used to almost anything.