Right now I would give all the yogurt raisins in all the world for a heart made of ice.
I like colorful tales with black beginnings and stormy middles and cloudless blue-sky endings. But any story will do.
Humans waste words. They toss them like banana peels and leave them to rot. Everyone knows the peels are the best part.
My life is flashing lights and pointing fingers and uninvited visitors. Inches away, humans flatten their little hands against the wall of glass that separates us. The glass says you are this and we are that and that is how it will always be.
With enough time, you can get used to almost anything.
Is there anything sweeter than the touch of another as she pulls a dead bug from your fur?
I just want to get on a table, dance on someone's tater tots, and wait for the hall monitor to drag me away
Earth is the crossroads of every possible alien. We're the McDonald's next to the highway of the galaxy.
Humans. Sometimes they make chimps look smart.
Death's gruesome face taunts: soulless eyes, crimson grimace. I really hate clowns.
I always tell the truth, Stella replies. Although I sometimes confuse the facts.
But hunger, like food, comes in many shapes and colors.
A good zoo," Stella said, "is a large domain. A wild cage. A safe place to be. It has room to roam and humans who don't hurt. " She pauses, considering her words. "A good zoo is how humans make amends.
When I'm drawing a picture, I feel. . . quiet inside.
Especially when you're faced with hard times, you need to remember that life is either tragedy or comedy. For me, that's what the magic is. Life has remarkable, surprising moments that get you through the hard times.
Give me liberty or give me death. ' A human named Patrick Henry said that. I wonder if the Yeerks knew before they came to conquer Earth that humans said things like that. I wonder if the Yeerks knew what they were getting into. " -Aximili Esgarrouth Isthill
But mostly, I remembered what I’ve always believed. What my mom taught me. That while some things are just plain awful, most things in life can be seen either tragic or comic. And it’s your choice. Is life a big, long, tiresome slog from sadness to regret to guilt to resentment to self-pity? Or is life weird, outrageous, bizarre, ironic, and just stupid? Gotta go with stupid. It’s not the easy way out. Self pity is the easiest thing in the world. Finding the humor, the irony, the slight justification for a skewed, skeptical optimism. That’s tough. - Marco, Animorphs #35: The Proposal
They think we’re intelligent. So, Marco, keep quiet. We don’t want them to learn the truth. ” Rachel
You can't have real pain without real love. You can't feel grief and loss and hurt without real love. Love is the only way you can ever be really hurt deep down.
And that's how we ended up discovering the evil horses that threatened all of humanity.