But listen up Alex Rider.

Wayne was one of the worst drivers Finn had ever met. The bus nearly sideswiped two cars, then veered left and scraped its wheels against the curb, before smashing back down the roadway.

If you don't believe in yourself, who will?' ~Maybeck

For the first-time novelist you've got to get up at 5:30 in the morning and write until 7, make breakfast and go to work. Or, come home and work for an hour. Everybody has an hour in their day somewhere.

Finn whispered, "What has a head, thorax, and abdomen, but stands six feet tall?" "A snowman?

Especially with four insanely angry, sword-carrying pirates bearing down on you, followed closely by an alien with a genetic malfunction that posed like Elvis Presley and looked slightly like a cross between a koala and a cuddly dog.

Smee, you are a supreme idjit." "Aye, Cap'n.