My first favourite book was 'Are You My Mother?' A picture book about a lost bird. After that my favourites changed almost yearly. I loved everything by Roald Dahl, but my favourite was probably 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.' A… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
'The 5th Wave' is sci-fi, but I tried very hard to ground the story in very human terms and in those universal themes that transcend genre. How do we define ourselves? What, exactly, does it mean to be human? What… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“Don't you get it yet? The minute we decide that one person doesn't matter anymore, they've won."..."Beneath a sky crowded with a billion stars.… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
The way we learn to write is the way we learn to talk: We listen to others and start mimicking speech, and that's how… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
I have a very low tolerance for boredom and often think I would have missed out on books entirely if Id grown up in… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
There are things that are too terrible to remember, and there are things that are almost too wonderful to recall. — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
I've loved sci-fi and speculative fiction since I was a kid. It was inevitable I'd try my hand at it at some point. — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“I can’t leave him. I made a promise.” I start to explain it, but I don’t even know how to begin. How do I… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“That's my big problem. That's it! Before the Arrival,guys like Evan Walker never looked twice at me, much less shot wild game for me… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
I'm one, too," he said. "What?" He spit a wad of blood and mucus into the dirt. "A virgin." What a shock. "What makes… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
Good God, man, what is that smell?" He eyed with disgust the doctor's filthy cloak. "Life," answered the doctor. — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“He drops into the room, landing on the balls of his feet like a cat. I'm in his arms in the time it takes… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“All things do happen for a reason... . Is this not the foundation of our faith? You are here-all of us-because we are but… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
“Her raised his face to the weeping sky, closed his dark eyes, and sighed deeply, a smile playing on his sensuous lips. "The bloody… — Rick Yancey Copy Share Image
