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Did You Know That Wasn’t Me, The Other Max?” I Asked. “yeah.” “when?” “right Away.” “how?” I Persisted. “we Look Identical. She Even Had Identical Scars And Scratches. She Was Wearing My Clothes. How Could You Tell Us Apart?” He Turned To Me And Grinned, Making My World Brighter. “she Offered To Cook Breakfast.

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Did You Know That Wasn’t Me, The Other Max?” I Asked. “yeah.” “when?” “right Away.” “how?” I Persisted. “we Look Identical. She Even Had Identical Scars And Scratches. She Was Wearing My Clothes. How Could You Tell Us Apart?” He Turned To Me And Grinned, Making My World Brighter. “she Offered To Cook Breakfast.

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There You Have It: Our Lives In A Nutshell. Emphasis On Nut.

Time For Bed.” I Held My Fist Out. One By One, My Flock Stacked Theirs On Top, And Then We Headed Up Into The Trees To Sleep The Sleep Of The Innocent. Well, Okay, Maybe Not So Innocent. But The Sleep Of The Much Less Guilty Than Others, For Sure.

Now That We Were Alone,i Was Self-conscious And Cranky Again.why Had I Wanted To Stay?if I Had Been Programmed To Want To Be With Dylan,heads Were Gonna Roll,i Promise You That.

I'm Big On Having A Blistering Pace. That's One Of The Hallmarks Of What I Do, And That's Not Easy. I Never Blow Up Cars And Things Like That, So It's Something Else That Keeps The Suspense Flowing. I Try Not To Write A Chapter That Isn't Going To Turn On The Movie Projector In Your Head.

Fang Looked At The Newest Bird Kid. Dylan Was An Inch Or Two Taller Than He Was, And Somewhat Heavier Built, Though He Still Had The Long, Lean Look Of A Human-avian Hybrid-you Couldn't Make Bricks Fly.

Unfortunately, Every Time Someone Said “debriefing,” The Entire Flock Had One Image: Someone’s Tighty-whities Disappearing In A Flash. We Were Smothering Our Giggles, But It Was Getting Harder. Coupled With The Whole “naval This, And Naval That,” With Its Undeniable Belly-button Connotations, We Were Essentially Turning Into A Sugar-jacked, Sleep-deprived Flock Of Incoherent, Silly, Recombinant-dna Goofballs. This Was Not Going To End Well.

Hi, Max," She Said, Pushing Her Shades Up Onto Her Curls. "i Hope Your Wearing Sunscreen," I Said, “your Gonna Have Hella Wrinkles By The Time Your Ten.” “want Some Daiquiri?” She Offered, Pointing At A Blender. “is It Traitor Flavored?” I Asked.

Do I Open It? Do I Open It? Of Course I Freaking Open It!

We All Love Each Other, Ange," I Said Impatiently, Hating This Whole Conversation. "no, Not Like This," She Went On Relentlessly. "fang Loves You."......my Mouth Dropped Open. How Does She Know This Stuff? "forget It! No One's Getting Married!" I Hissed. "not In New Hampshire Or Anywhere Else! Not In A Box, Not With A Fox! Now Go To Sleep, Before I Kill You! Oh Yeah, Like I Got Any Sleep After That. - Pg 35

I Hoped I Wasn't Actually Dead. That Would Make Finding Our Parents And Saving The World Really Hard.

Hollywood Is A Peculiar Beast - People In Hollywood Are Nuts.

Because What’s Worse Than Knowing You Want Something, Besides Knowing You Can Never Have It?

Unrequited Love

I Looked Into Her Eyes. "mom, Who Do You Pray To?" I Just Pray, Daniel. That's All.

I Looked Around. As Flock Leader, Everyone Was Expecting Me To Make A Decision. Jeb's Presence Here Would Bring Uncertainty, Chaos, Probably Danger. It Would Perk Up My Day.

My Style Is Colloquial Storytelling. It's The Way We Tell Stories To One Another - It's Not Writerly, It's Not Overdone.

Knowledge Is A Terrible Burden. It May Help You, But It Might Also Destroy You.

I Vill Eat Nine Snikuhs Bahs Visout Bahfing

Home Is Wherever We All Are Together.

Bizarre! That's The Only Word I Can Use To Describe Life Sometimes. Just Freaking Bizarre.

What Are We But Our Stories?

I Knew How Good Love Could Be -- I Knew It Was The Best Thing I'd Ever Done In My Life -- And Yet Here I Was Alone. I Was Taking Chances With My Life. I Kept Telling Everybody That I Was All Right, But I Wasn't.

What Was Premeditated Murder If Not Calculated Leverage?

You Could Have Gotten A Car With Gps," Total Said Helpfully. Yes," I Said "or We Could Have Brought Along A Dog That Doesn't Talk." I Gave Angel A Pointed Look, And She Smiled, Well, Angelically, At Me. Total Huffed, Offended At Me And Climbed Into Her Lap.

When Its True, When It's Right, Love Can Give You The Kind Of Joy That You Can't Get From Any Other Experience.

Is That Clear?" Said Borcht "as Clear As Pea Soup" I Said

Never Underestimate The Power Of Funny, It Moves Mountains.

It Was Like Meeting Someone Out Of Your Dreams, Or Fantasies, Or A Beloved Character From A Favorite Book.

Steve Turned To Us Again, Looking So Dang Enthusastic That I Wondered How Much Coffee He'd Had This Morning. "so, You Kids Want To Be Big Stars, Eh?" God, No!" I Said Spewing Crumbs. "no Way!" Oddly, This Seemed To Throw A Petite Wrench Into The Convo.

I Took A Bite Of Cookie And Chewed. “hmmm,” I Said, Trying Not To Spit Crumbs. “clear Vanilla Notes, Too-sweet Chocolate Chips, Distinct Flavor Of Brown Sugar. A Decent Cookie, Not Spectacular. Still, A Good-hearted Cookie, Not Pretentious.” I Turned To Fang. “what Say You?” “it’s Fine.” Some People Just Don’t Have What It Takes To Appreciate A Cookie.

That's More Than Three Questions, Max. And Sometimes Whether Someone Is Your Friend Or Enemy Is All In How You Look At It. But If You Must Know, I Consider Myself Your Friend, A Good Friend Who Loves You Very Much. No One Loves You More Than I Do, Maximum. Now Listen. I Ask The Questions, Not You. You're Just Here... For The Ride. For The Incredible, Indescribable Maximum Ride.

The Idea For Maximum Ride Come From The Earlier Books Of Mine Called When The Wind Blows And The Lake House, Which Also Feature A Character Named Max Who Escapes From A Quiet Despicable School. Most Of The Similarities End There. Max And The Other Kids In Maximum Ride Are Not The Same Max And Kids Featured In Those Two Books. Nor Do Frannie And Kit Play Any Part In Maximum Ride. I Hope You Enjoy The Ride Anyways.

You Love Him So Much It Feels Like You Can't Go On Without Him. You Feel Like You Might Die Without Him.

Max-i'm Not Going To Die Today.

Why Do Things This Beautiful Make Me Want To Cry?" I Asked Michael As I Leaned Into Him. It Was An Unguarded Question, One I'd Never Have Asked Of Hugh. "i Don't Know," Said Michael. "maybe Beauty, True Beauty, Is So Overwhelming, It Goes Straight To Our Hearts. Maybe It Makes Us Feel Emotions That Are Locked Away Inside.

My Choices Were To Either Give In And Let Them Kill All Of Us Or Fight Back With Everything I Had. I Chose The Second One, ’cause I’m Just Funny That Way.

You Really Are A Scary Man,no Really! If I Had Boots I Would Be Quaking In Them.

I Recommend You Stick To Your Own Species, Shy Babe." P. 155

The Act Of Laughing Releases Some Nice Chemical Into Your Brain, You Feel Good And It's Free.

Fang. I Had To Do Some Thinking About Him. Me. I Had Some Thinking To Do About Me Too.

"there Is One Bright Side To This," Said Fang. "yeah? What's That?" The New And Improved Erasers Would Mutilate Us Before They Killed Us? He Grinned At Me So Unexpectedly I Gorgot To Flap For A Second And Dropped Several Feet. "you Looove Me," He Crooned Smugly. Holding His Arms Out Wide, He Added, "you Love Me This Much." My Shriek Of Appalled Rage Could Probably Be Heard In California, Or Maybe Hawaii.

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