“Human females, they're kind of crazy during this time aren't they?
If you chose to believe the stories written by male writers.
They heard a bang and thump from the kitchen. Followed by Meg yelling at something.
That many males can't be wrong.”
“Are there weapons in a bookstore?'
'It's a store full of books, which are objects that can be thrown as well as read,' Monty replied blandly.
The Crows cocked his head. 'I had no idea you humans lived with so much danger.”
“The cow-shaped cookies have a beef flavoring, the turkey-shaped cookies have a poultry flavoring, and..."
Jane held up one of the cookies. "Human-flavored?"
Meg stifled a sigh. That would be the first thing on her feedback list: don't make people-shaped cookies. The Wolves were way too interested and all of them leaped to a logical, if disturbing, expectation about the taste.”
“Okay. I picked up a movie to watch tonight. You can watch it with me if you like. It's a chick movie. Merri Lee said that means girls like it, not that there are small birds in it.”
“Do any of them realize that Simon Wolfgard is falling in love with Meg Corbyn? Monty wondered. Does Wolfgard understand his own response to the girl? What about Meg? How does she feel? What would the rest of the Others do if one of their kind did fall in love with a human?”
“If you try to quit I will eat you!”
“Maybe you should go home and rest," Simon told Meg. Maybe he could go home with her and they could cuddle for a while or play a game. Or she could watch a movie with him and pet him.”
“Wait! I'm the one who's supposed to chase!”
“I’ll see if I can find someone in the Toland Police Department who doesn’t use his brains to wipe his backside.”
“And getting licked by someone furry wasn't threatening but being kissed by the non furred male was, which made sense when the furry and non furred were the same person. Wolf.”
“She kicked me off the bed!”
“I’ve done some research for my books and talked to a few humans, and they all said humans would use guns and knives and clubs for weapons.” The Crow nodded. “A screaming woman with a teakettle just doesn’t sound sufficiently dangerous.” “But she was! They were!” Alan said. “How would a human deal with them?”
“Oh, no.
He was furry, not stupid.”
“I'm confused."
"Where Meg is concerned, you've been confused since you met her.”
“Simon's relationship with Meg was too complex for anything as simple as sex.”
“He just hoped Meg leading the way didn’t mean all the blood prophets would do strange things to their hair.”
“The courtyard kept changing, dazzling her with the flowers that bloomed between one day and the next, with the bare branches of trees that were swollen with the buds of new leaves and then fuzzed with green. Every day, she drove a familiar road through a new place.”
“I’m not cs747,” she whispered defiantly as she shifted on her cot in order to lean back against the wall. “My name is Jean.”
“He might know things Meg wanted to learn, but he would never be as thorough about cleaning the salt and butter off her hands after movie night.”
“She stared at him for a long moment. Then she put her hand in his . . . and broke his heart.”
“It was hard to be around Jean because he looked at her and saw what Meg’s future would have been if she hadn’t been brave enough to run away—and if Jean hadn’t been brave enough to stay.”
“Monty blinked. “On what charge, sir?” “On the charge of being a pain in my ass,” Burke growled. “And right now, that is good enough for an overnight stay in our facility.”
“They’ll come back or they won’t, Simon thought as he read the back copy on a couple of books and set them aside for himself.”
“She may have been a brainless female for being out in a storm that night,”
“Are there weapons in a bookstore?” “It’s a store full of books, which are objects that can be thrown as well as read,” Monty replied blandly. The Crow cocked his head. “I had no idea you humans lived with so much danger.”
“Meg nodded. She didn’t understand the feeling, but she turned the words into a kind of image that she could recall later. “Anyway,”
“When would humans realize they always started the fights that would kill them? He”
“Some, like Lorne, who ran the Three Ps—the shop for paper, printing, and postage—went on as they had before.”
“It’s a store full of books, which are objects that can be thrown as well as read,” Monty replied blandly. The Crow cocked his head. “I had no idea you humans lived with so much danger.” Monty”
“Did you name your pigeons with names?" asked Wiffle (the Chick).
These three, the sandy and golden brown, all named themselves by where they came from. This is Chickamauga, here is Chattanooga, and this is Chattahoochee. And the other three all got their names from me when I was feeling high and easy. This is Blue Mist, here is Bubbles, and last of all take a look at Wednesday Evening in the Twilight and the Gloaming."
Do you always call her Wednesday Evening in the Twilight and the Gloaming?"
Not when I am making coffee from breakfast. If I am making coffee for breakfast then I just call her Wednesday Evening.”
“There's some things we can't think because we don't know the words.”
“Rover did not know in the least where the moon's path led to, and at present he was much too frightened and excited to ask, and anyway he was beginning to get used to extraordinary things happening to him.”
“Every hour, Robert thinks, all over the globe, an infinite number of memories disappear, whole glowing atlases dragged into graves. But during that same hour children are moving about, surveying territory that seems to them entirely new. They push back the darkness; they scatter memories behind them like bread crumbs. The world is remade.”
“I'm just saying that I...I regret that everybody else has nineteen chances, and only I am limited to a single chance for my genes to continue."
"Because you believe your genes would confer a great blessing upon the human race."
Ram thought about this for a moment, "I suppose that's what every adolescent male believes with his whole heart.”
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