Pittacus lore quotes

I'm going to kill them all

Kill that Garde as hard as you can!

You lie long enough and you start to get used to it.

Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you're doing.

He says we need to live in the real world, where war and death are a reality, not pretend.

Check this out,” Nine says. He holds up a small purple stone and then places it on the back of his hand. The stone slides into his hand—through it. Nine turns his hand over just as the stone pops out in his palm. “Pretty cool, right?” he asks me, waggling his eyebrows. “Uh, but what is it supposed to do?” Eight asks, looking up from his own Chest. “I dunno. Impress girls?” Nine looks over at me. “Did it work?” “Um . . .” I hesitate, trying not to roll my eyes too hard. “Not really. But, I’ve seen guys teleport so I’m kind of hard to impress.” “Tough crowd.

I don't know why I still feel this pit in my stomach whenever I get a moment to think. I know what the pit is, too; I feel lonely. But I'm not alone, I keep telling myself.

We break our huddle and Eight immediately transforms into one of his massive avatars. His handsome features melt away, replaced by the snarling face and golden mane of a lion. He grows to about twelve feet, ten arms sprouting out of his sides, each of them tipped with razor-sharp claws. Nine whistles through his teeth. 'Now we're talking,' Nine says. 'One of your parents must've been a chimæra. Probably your mom.

I smile at her. "You're an angel." "Nah," she says. "I'm just a girl crazy in love.

Those things that are the most obvious are the very things we've most likely to overlook.

I guess I had this silly notion that things would be different now, since I was different.

If he had one true love, then he wanted you to have one, too.

It’s ironic. At last I have my freedom. But at a price. Now my destiny is mine to choose. - Stanley aka Nine

Images flicker, each one bringing its own sorrow or its own smile. Sometimes both. At the very worst, an impenetrable and sightless black and at best, a happiness so bright that it hurts the eyes to see, coming and going on some unseen projector perpetually turned by an invisible hand. One, then another. The hollow click of the shutter. Now stop. Freeze this frame. Pluck it down and hold it close and be damned by what you see. Henri always said: the price of a memory is the memory if the sorrow it brings.

So I'm guessing you're Seven and Ten; What can you do?" I say as I find our rifles in the sand and hand each of them a gun. "You can call me Marina," the girl with the brown hair says. "And I can breathe under water and see in the dark and heal the sick and wounded. And I have telekinesis." Call me Ella, I hear ten say in my head. Aside from my telepathy, I can change ages. "Awesome. I'm four, that nut job with the long black hair is nine and the beast is my chimaera, Bernie Kosar.

In the beginning we were a group of nine. Three are gone, dead. There are six of us left. They are hunting us, and they won't stop until they've killed us all. I am Number Four. I know that I am next.

My heart is breaking," she says. "I want to be strong for you right now but the thought of you leaving is killing me inside.

The word of God is my vow.

Did you know Johnny thinks he's Pittacus resurrected?

I don't know where you have to go or what you have to do, but I'll wait for you, John. Every bit of my heart belongs to you, whether you ask for it or not.

Nine, now eight. Are the rest of you out there?

I've been waiting a long to to meet you

She asks if I left a girlfriend behind when we moved. I say no, and she smiles, which just about ruins me.

Sometimes you can hide just as effectively by sticking out.

That's another one of Sandor's rules for hiding in plain sight: always appear to be weaker than I actually am. Never push it.

Red Bull is for pussies!

Wow, Johnny. I send you out for reinforcements and you come back with an old man, a nerd and this little hobbit guy. Great job.

The key to change is letting go of the fear.

All I can think about is what she must be doing, and how I wish she were still here.

My breathing is controlled, but all the fear and anger within me. Fear is too simple a word. Terror. That's what I feel.

It's happened many times before. Usually it results in an exceptional and gifted human. Some of the greatest figures in Earth's history were actually the product of humans and the Loric, including Buddha, Aristotle, Julius Ceasar, Alexander the Great, Genghis Khan, Leonardo da Vinci, Isaac Newton, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein... Aprodite, Apollo, Hermes, and Zeus were all real, and had one Loric parent

Forcing an answer only guarantees that no answer will come out." - Six

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?

That’s the worst way to miss somebody. When they’re right beside you and you miss them anyway.

You know the saying: he who doesn't understand history is doomed to repeat it. And when it's repeated, the stakes are doubled.

That ugly freak has spent so much time in my head, I should be charging him rent." -Four

The only limits for tomorrow are the doubts we have today.

No more, no less. I'm an idiot. I really need to let this crush go.

Best way to deal with fear is to confront it.

I’ve done what Lorien has intended me to do, and that’s to undo damage that’s been inflicted on those who don’t deserve it.

Life is but a fine wine to be sipped and favored.

I can’t help blushing and looking down at my feet. “It was nothing.” “It was literally everything to me.” I look up, putting on my best version of Eight’s teasing smile. “In that case, I think I deserve more than a gross hot dog.” Eight clasps his hands across his chest like I’ve wounded him. “You’re right! I’m a fool to think my life could be traded for a hot dog.” He grabs my hand and gets down on one knee, pressing his forehead to the back of my hand. “My savior, what can I ever do to repay you?

Marina, as of the sea. You stick with Hector Ricardo. I'll take care of you;its in my name

I am not who you thik I am,' I say. 'Who are you?' 'I am number Four.

I fell in love with painting. Painting allows me to see things as I want to and not necessarily as they are, it's an escape, a way to preserve thoughts and memories, a way to create hopes and dreams. - Marina

Setrakus is more or less invincible. Only Pittacus Lore, the most powerful of all the Lorien Elders, would have been able to defeat him.

You will be known as the One who protected the Eight.” - Hilde to One

One of the gifts our planet gave us is to love completely. Without jealousy or insecurity or fear. Without pettiness. Without anger.

Strength, confidence, humility and love. Hector Ricardo's four tenets of life.

A wise man once told me that only by leaving someone good can you meet someone better.

It's the little mistakes that lead to big mistakes.

Maybe the only good thing about death is that you never have to relive it. You never have to remember the pain.

Are you sure you want us to keep calling you 'Six'?" "You can say it's short for something." "For what? Sixty?

There's no set futures, only the one we make." - Marina / Seven

Why couldn't you turn into a fireball when we were on the same team!

The wind is knocked out of me; and when I look up, I see Nine spitting blood out. He's grinning. "Are you crazy?" I ask. "You're enjoying this?" "I've been locked up for over a year. This is the best day of my life!

No one, and nothing, will ever hurt you as long as I'm alive.

My iPod rumbles again. It's not actually an iPod. It doesn't play any music and the earbuds are just for show. It's a gadget that Sandor put together in his lab. It's my Mogadorian detector. I call it my iMog.

And that’s about all any of us can really hope for, to die with our dignity, to die with honor and valor. To die knowing we did everything we could.

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.

Never lose faith in yourself, and never lose hope; remember, even when this world throws its worst and then turns its back, there is still always hope.

We will not conquer our obstacles by running away from them. Speed does not matter, just that we do not stop.

Being in love is a very strange thing.

Nine lies on his back, groaning. His chest is shredded from where Eight slashed him, he’s got a fresh black eye, and I think I notice a trickle of blood from where I struck him with his staff. Suddenly, his groans turn to laughter. “That was awesome!” Nine hollers.

We don't have to be defined by the things that we did or didn't do in our past- Four

My experiences have taught me that things rarely improve with a simple change of scenery.

I'll come back to you," I say, "If it's the last thing I do, I'll come back to you.

Never underestimate human stupidity.

I drop the other Chest to the ground in shock. "What number are you? I'm Four." He squints at me and then offers his hand. "I'm Nine. Good job staying alive, Number Four.

The Mogadorian caught Number One in Malaysia, Number Two in England, And Number Three in Kenya. I am Number Four. I am next..." - I AM NUMBER FOUR

I know what I'm capable of; I am a soldier now, a warrior. I am someone to fear, not hunt.

He who doesn't understand history is doomed to repeat it.

I can't take not knowing what the next day will bring- the uncertainty is sawing me in two. The room is dark. A flickering candle burns on the window ledge a few feet away. I take a deep breath, which is to say, as deep a breath as I can take. "Are you okay?" Sarah asks. I wrap my arms around her. "I miss you," I say. "You miss me? But I'm right here." "That's the worst way to miss somebody. When they' re right beside you and you miss them anyway.

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.

It might drive some people crazy, living like this, but the quiet keeps me company.

A place is only as good as the people in it.

When you have lost hope, you have lost everything. And when you think all is lost, when all is dire and bleak, there is always hope.

I've learned that some memories surprise you and reveal a sharp edge just when you least expect it.

If you ever know a man who tries to drown his sorrows, kindly inform him his sorrows know how to swim.

A normal life. Such a simple idea, but it's almost impossible for me to picture.

You can let your anger destroy you, or you can use it for something.

And I'm certain one day, you'll make it back home. With love, Your friend and Cêpan, -H

I am her tribute. Survival is my gift to her.

I'll come back to you," I say. "I promise you, if it's the last thing I do, I'll come back to you." Her face is buried in my neck. She nods. "I'll count the minutes until you do." she says.

There are rules for hiding in plain sight. The first rule, or at least the one that Sandor repeats most often, is “Don’t be stupid.” I’m about to break that rule by taking off my pants.

There were hugs. There were words said by each of them. I don't remember what they were. Nothing haunts me more.

The price of a memory, is the memory of the sorrow it brings.

Sam picks the stone up and clenches his entire body in deep concentration. Nothing happens. " Oh come on," he says to the stone. " I promise to use it for the power of good. No girls' locker rooms, I swear.

I don’t know; I still like the name Six. Maren Elizabeth was when I was a different person, and right now Six just feels right. It can be short for something if someone asks.” Sam looks over. “For what? Sixty?

You can't escape what you are, but you also should know what you could be. Why you're fighting.

I'm so sorry, Henri," I whisper in his ear. I close my eyes. "I love you. I wouldn't have missed a second of it, either. Not for anything," I whisper. "I'm going to take you back yet. Somehow I am going to get you back to Lorien. We always joked about it but you were my father, the best father I could have ever asked for. I'll never forget you, not for a minute for as long as I live. I love you, Henri. I always did.

Where are you originally from?” “The planet Lorien, three hundred million miles away.” “Must have been a long trip, John Smith.” “Took almost a year. Next time I’m bringing a book.

We don't have to be defined by the things we did or didn't do in our past. Some people allow themselves to be controlled by regret. Maybe it's a regret, maybe it's not. It's merely something that happened. Get over it.

During the fire: 'Some of the drunker ones don't move. Some of them laugh. One person says, "Where's the marshmallows?" Mark slaps him across the face. "GET OUT!" he screams.

I don't like bullies. No one has a right to take or to hurt just because they can.

Bad day?" "Every day is a bad day here." "Eh, this place isnt't so terrible." "How are you always cheerful?" "Alcohol," he says with a sideways grin.

I grab Sarah’s hand. “You are more than that. I need you here with me. You’re pretty much the only thing keeping me from completely melting down.” “I get it,” she says. “You’re going to save the freaking world and I’m going to help you. That whole saying about behind every great man there is a great woman? I can be that for you. I just want to be a great woman with excellent aim.