“A Poem By Max White is the color of little bunnies with pink noses. White is the color of fluffy clouds fluffing their way across the sky. White is the color of angel's wings and Angel's wings. White is the… — James Patterson Copy Share
“A little while back, I won a couple of contests and was crowned the Funniest Kid Comic in all of New York. Not just New York City, but the whole state!” — James Patterson Copy Share Image
It was a little weird that they were friends. But then, maybe freaks just tended to find each other. — James Patterson Copy Share Image
“The next forty-five minutes in that office was about as much fun as a day at Disney World—when it’s pouring rain. And all there… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
As we go through this transition where a lot more people will be reading on devices, nobody is paying enough attention to make sure… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
Max—you have a bigger mission than finding the flock's parents. Focus on helping the whole world, not just your friends. I held my wings steady, coasting for a long, long way on a warm updraft. It was like floating on a cloud, the best feeling you can imagine. I wish you could try it with me. Maybe next time. You… — James Patterson Copy Share
You're lying through your fangs," Iggy accused. Fang tried to play innocent--but "innocent Fang" is an oxymoron, so it didn't work. — James Patterson Copy Share Image
There are reasons people seek escape in books, and one of those reasons is that the boundary of what can happen is beyond what… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
I get up every morning and chop wood, and I pretty much do it seven days a week, and I like to do it.… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
Witihin seconds the headhunter had lost control of his car and it squealed, sliding sideways right into several other cars. Cool!' said the Gasman. — James Patterson Copy Share Image
“It was scary. More than Sara could possibly know. More than anybody ought to know, or ever would. History wasn't for the general public--it… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
Did I want a dog? No. Did I need a dog? Also no. We were six kids running for our lives, not knowing where… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
I'm a girl who has been tamping down her emotions and keeping them tightly guarded her whole life. And that works really well for me. [...] And now I felt like my shell had a dangerous crack in it. Without much more effort on his part, it would split wide open and my enormous river of emotions would gush out… — James Patterson Copy Share
