A bookโฆ itโs a world all on its own too. A world made of words, where you live for a while.
Patrick NessThe green things of this world are just wondrous, arenโt they?โ his mother went on. โWe work so hard to get rid of them when sometimes theyโre the very thing that saves us.
Patrick NessAnd I know Iโve lost. Everything is lost. Everything is over. โAs the newly appointed President of this fair planet of ours,โ the Mayor says, holding out his hands as if to show me the world for the first time,โ let me be the very first to welcome you to its new capital city.โ โTodd?โ Viola whispers, her eyes closed. I hold her tightly to me. โIโm sorry,โ I whisper to her. โIโm so sorry.โ Weโve run right into a trap. Weโve run right off the end of the world. โWelcome,โ says the Mayor,โ to the New Prentisstown.
Patrick Ness