No more, no less. I'm an idiot. I really need to let this crush go.
And besides, show me a man without vice and I'll show you one without virtue!
Man, do I ever want to be an alien, he finally says. You guys get to do way too many cool things.
I am an alien, I have extraordinary powers, with more to come, and I can do things that no human would dream of, but I still look like a fool.
We didn't have to be defined by the things we did or didn't do in the past. Some people allow themselves to be controlled by regret. Maybe it's regret, maybe it's not. It's merely something that happened. Get over it.
It was my fault, too, he continues. I got him killed. That's not true. It is. Five kicked my ass and I couldn't help myself. Had to keep talking, had to show him. It should've been me. You know it; I know it; Marina damn sure knows it.
Come on. I'll explain what sexy is.' ‘I know what it – ugh, why am I even discussing this with you?' John shoves Nine in frustration, but Nine just holds on tighter. ‘Get off me, idiot.' ‘Come on, Johnny, you need my affection now more than ever.
Sometimes I really want to believe in God. I really admire, in a lot of ways, people who have faith. I think it must be a beautiful thing to believe.
America was first colonized by Puritans. Most of our earliest immigrants, and many since, have come here in order to practice their religious beliefs as they please. Our culture has always been, and will most likely always be, profoundly influenced by religion.
Have you ever had something happen to you that there was simply no explanation for? That you can't chalk up to a coincidence, or an accident, or even fate?
There's no fear in me. Fear, I guess, is rooted entirely in anticipation. Worrying that things won't turn out the way you've planned, that something will hurt; dreading the sorrow to come—all that goes away when you simply accept finality.
I hear Nine make an oohing noise off to the side and make a mental note to destroy him the next chance I get.
I used to be really into these when I was a kid, Nine says. Now I'm more into the real thing. You want to join us?
One of the gifts our planet gave us is to love completely. Without jealousy or insecurity or fear. Without pettiness. Without anger.
We've got the whole team together! They're pudgier and dorkier than expected, but I'm cool with it. Let's go blow some shit up.
I frown, not stating the obvious, that Eight could be the one who was killed down in Florida.
I like the idea of making some friends, of going to the same school for more than a few months, of maybe actually having a life. I started to do it in Florida. It was sort of great, and for the first time since we've been on Earth, I almost feel normal. I want to find somewhere and stay somewhere.
We're depending on a bunch of horny teenagers to save the world.
Santa Teresa is a convent that doubles as an orphanage for girls. I'm now the oldest out of thirty-seven, a distinction I've held for six months, after the last girl who turned eighteen left. At eighteen we must all make the choice to strike out on our own or to forge a life within the Church.
You know the saying: he who doesn't understand history is doomed to repeat it. And when it's repeated, the stakes are doubled.
People slept in front of the store for these things, she says, holding up the dead phone for me to inspect. Shit goes down, though . . . lot of people drop everything and run.
You have to know, from the moment I saw you outside Paradise High, I knew. I knew we were going to fall in love. And I've never regretted even a second of it. Not even now. I love you with all my heart. I always will. It was... it was all worth it. - Sarah Hart.
I've always wondered what it would be like if the Messiah, or Christ Returned, were actually alive and living in our society; who would that person be, how we would identify them, how would they live and what would they believe in, how would society react to them? I decided to try and tell my idea of that story.
I mean, it's not the biggest thing to pilot it since it does most of the work on its own, but still. It's a big flying egg, what's not fun about that?
I'm acting like someone who is starting to realize who he is and what he can do.
I always wanted to be the outlaw. And that's to a certain extent how I've lived.
I wanted to be a writer that had an impact. I wanted, and still I say the same thing, I want to write books that change people's lives, change how we think and live and read and write. I wanna write books that are read in 50 or 100 years.
I'll tough them out. The next time that big freak gets into my head, I'm going to punch him in the balls.
She reaches up and pulls my face to her and kisses me, her soft lips on mine. I don't want her to stop kissing me. As long as she is, then everything is fine. Everything is right, I would stay in this room forever if I could. The world can pass by without me, without us. Just as long as we can stay here, together, in each other's arms.
She asks if I left a girlfriend behind when we moved. I say no, and she smiles, which just about ruins me.
Strength, confidence, humility and love. Hector Ricardo's four tenets of life.
It's ironic. At last I have my freedom. But at a price. Now my destiny is mine to choose. - Stanley aka Nine.
Pick someplace that you could actually get to without building a spaceship. Six asks.
For the first time, I'm not just nervous about what's to come; I'm scared.
The point of what I do is that it doesn't really matter what a book or a story is as long it moves you, informs you, challenges you, entertains you, or changes you.
She doesn't judge me for these words. I think she understands. She knows what it's like to want to throw yourself forwards, maintain momentum to keep from breaking down.
We were never perfect. There's no such thing as perfect. But it's not to late for us. We can still be good.