Pittacus Lore Quotes

So many Chimaerae," Nine says, nodding excitedly as he gazes into the darkness. "That's awesome."
"We named the chubby, lazy one after you," Sam replies.
"Less awesome.

We are stronger when we unite.

We're doing something amazing, Mom. Something to keep the world safe that, uh, isn't dangerous at all, I promise. I love you.

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.

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

I look over at the Garde. They're so used to being on the run, to physical threats that they can fight and destroy. But how are they supposed to escape or defeat, something that attacks them from within?

Okay, I think it's time for another distraction" Eight says, disappearing again. He reappears by the outer circle of stones, plants his hands on an upright slab, and pushes hard. All I can do is watch in horror, frozen to the spot. The huge stone wobbles and slowly tips backwards, then the horizontal slab on top falls too, and that's when Eight starts yelling, "Help! Help! The stones are falling over! Stonehenge is falling down!" I will kill him. I clench my fists at my side, which is when I realize I still have a small rock in my hand. I lean down and carefully, pointlessly, return it to its spot.

When you have gaps in your memory like I do, you come to better appreciate the things you do remember. The way your hands just repeat a task you've done enough times, without even needing to think. Who needs Legacies when we have the infinite power of the human mind at our disposal?

Hell, even I'm a little surprised by Nine
between this and our little heart-to-heart in the doorway earlier, I might have to upgrade him from total douche bag to minor tool.

I shouldn't think of my situation as being held prisoner; it's more like I'm on a mission behind enemy lines.
I'm a freaking spy.

I have no idea where to take a girl on a date. Sandor cuts short a laugh. We sit in silence, both of us pondering.

I'm acting like someone who is starting to realize who he is and what he can do.

I am Number Seven I will make them pay.

Being in love is a very strange thing. Your thoughts constantly drift towards this other person, no matter what you're doing. You could be reaching for a glass in the cupboard or brushing your teeth or listening to someone tell a story, and your mind will just start drifting towards their face, their hair, the way they smell, wondering what they'll wear, and what they'll say the next time they see you. And on top of the constant dream state you're in, your stomach feels like it's connected to a bungee cord, and it bounces and bounces around for hours until it finally lodges itself next to your heart.

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.

Wait. Are you about to do something really stupid? -GUARD

I KNOW HE'S GONE. I CAN STILL FEEL THE LINGERING pain from the new scar on my leg. I might never stop feeling that; it could be with me for the rest of my life.
I have to try.
I fall to my knees in the mud next to Eight's body. The wound doesn't even look so bad. There's not as much blood as there was in New Mexico, and Eight lived through that. I should be able to heal this, right? It should work. It has to work. But this one is right on his heart, straight through. I press my hands across the puncture and will my Legacy to kick in. I did it before. I can do it again. I have to.
Nothing happens. I feel cold all over, but it's not the iciness of my Legacy.
I wish I could lie down next to Eight here in the muck and just shut out everything that's going on around me. I'm not even crying - it's like the tears have gone out of me and I just feel hollow.

And that's when the rhinoceros drops from the sky.

How do we know that's really John?' she asks. 'Setrákus Ra can change forms. This might be some kind of trap.' In my excitement to hear John and Sam, I hadn't even considered the possibility that this could be a ploy. Behind me, Nine shouts towards the communicator.
'Hey, Johnny, remember back in Chicago? When you were claiming to be Pittacus Lore and we had a debate about whether to go to New Mexico?'
'Yeah,' John's voice sounds like it's coming through clenched teeth.
'How'd we settle that?'
John sighs. 'You dangled me off the edge of the roof.'
Nine grins like that's the best thing ever. 'It's definitely him.

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

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

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.

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.

Can I kiss you?" Marina asks him [Eight].
"I really wish you would.

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

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 chimaera. Probably your mom.

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

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

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

discovery is born of desperation.

I'm looking at it now,' Sarah says, and her breath catches. 'John, it's – you're amazing. But I'm a sucker for handsome aliens performing miracles.

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

It is practical, but that doesn't mean it's right.

So did I mishear over the communicator, or did you send your girlfriend off on a super-sexy secret mission with her ex-boyfriend?'
'We're fighting a war here, Nine, it's not a joke,' John replies sternly. After a moment's awkward pause, a begrudging smile breaks on his face. 'Also, shut up. It's not super sexy. What does that even mean?'
'Wow, you really need my guidance,' Nine says. He throws his arm around John's shoulders and leads him towards the house. 'Come on. I'll explain what sexy is.'
'I know what it – ugh, why am I even discussing this with you?' John shoves Nine in frustration, but Nine just holds on tighter. 'Get off me, idiot.'
'Come on, Johnny, you need my affection now more than ever.

Man, do I ever want to be an alien," he finally says. "You guys get to do way too many cool things.

I like the idea of making some friends, of going to the same school for more than a few months, of maybe actually having a life. I started to do it in Florida. It was sort of great, and for the first time since we've been on Earth, I almost feel normal. I want to find somewhere and stay somewhere.

There's no set future, only the one we make.

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

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

Watching the two of you is almost enough to make me believe Henri's crap about Loric only falling in love once."

-Six.

^This is asdfghjkl. Honestly, Four and Six is my OTP. But oh well, hurrah for love.

That's right! Run! Because if you don't, that fire is just waiting to finish the job off!" When the last one disappears from view, I turn and start walking back towards the hills. I need to find my friends.

The key to change is letting go of fear.

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

Smug, exhausted and dumb. He's just what I'd been hoping for.

It was literally everything to me."
-Eight

I'm going to write the last chapter in his precious history. Right now.

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.

I spread my arms. 'I'm open to them. Load me up. Give me enough Legacies to destroy Setrákus Ra and his fleet and I'll leave your glowing ass alone.

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.

I know that he won't hurt me
not yet, at least. He's too vain for that, wants too badly to convert another Loric into the cause

-How are you always so cheerful?-
-Alcohol. I wouldn't recommend it to others. But it seems to work for me.-

One," I say, my eyes filling with tears. "I love you."
She nods, smiling, then reaches forward to touch my cheek. She's crying now too. "If I'd lived, I think ... " she says, "I think you really would have.

The word of God is my vow.

People slept in front of the store for these things," she says, holding up the dead phone for me to inspect. "Shit goes down, though ... lot of people drop everything and run.

I saw Four, Brandon's Garde, poking his head out from behind Brandon's back. He shyly put his hand out for Nine to take, inviting him to walk to pre-combat together. Seeing this, I hoped Nine would take Four's hand. It was a sweet gesture.

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

Santa Teresa is a convent that doubles as an orphanage for girls. I'm now the oldest out of thirty-seven, a distinction I've held for six months, after the last girl who turned eighteen left. At eighteen we must all make the choice to strike out on our own or to forge a life within the Church.

I mean, it's not the biggest thing to pilot it since it does most of the work on its own, but still. It's a big flying egg, what's not fun about that?

I was the one who was discouraged, the day I asked how we could possibly expect to win this fight, alone and outnumbered, far from home - against the Mogadorians, who seem to take great joy in war and death. "It's the last thing to go," Henri says. "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." "Exactly," I say.

If you ever see a man trying to drown his sorrows, kindly remind him that his sorrows can swim.

Don't give up on hope just yet. It's the last thing to go. 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 ~Henri - I am number four

I might not be able to...identify half the objects in my Inheritance, or fight as well as the others. But at least I'm good at coaxing jerks into being more personable. I wonder if that's a Legacy.

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

All the hardship, in the end, was worth it.

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

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

You guys are ridiculous," he says, retreating back to the kitchen.
"Your flirting just scared the hell out of me."
"Scared the hell out of me too.

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 EVENTS IN THIS BOOK ARE REAL.
NAMES ANS PLACES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO PROTECT THE LORIEN, WHO REMAIN IN HIDING.
OTHER CIVILIZATIONS DO EXIST.
SOME OF THEM SEEK TO DESTROY YOU.

I hear Nine make an oohing noise off to the side and make a mental note to destroy him the next chance I get.

Give it some gas, Six, damn,' Nine complains. 'Drive it like we stole it.

It was my fault, too," he continues. "I got him killed." "That's not true." "It is. Five kicked my ass and I couldn't help myself. Had to keep talking, had to show him. It should've been me. You know it; I know it; Marina damn sure knows it.

Trying to get with Six is like deciding to take up mountain climbing and choosing Everest as your first mountain

Well, it turns out a hero's lot is not glory or reward, but sacrifice.

Twelve down, like a hundred thousand left to go.

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

People tend to change when they find out aliens are real.

Kill that Garde as hard as you can!

I have to give it to Adam, he's an excellent bullshitter.

What's stopping you then?"
"Apathy and a broken heart," I say. "Both of those will go away eventually, though, and that's when I'll just get up and leave.

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He raises the gun towards Nine's face and laughs at what he thinks is just bravado. 'Don't tempt me, punk. Killing you would be the highlight of my day.' 'Well, then, shoot. No reason to put off the highlight of your day. You don't look like you get a lot of them.' Nine says. I sigh, knowing this is all going to end badly. And after, there will be attention we don't need.

It's not the best plan ever, but it's the only one I've got.

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

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

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?

Pittacus Lore, the greatest of them, their leader, had assembled them before the attack.

A place is only as good as the people you know in it. It's the people that make the place.

Never underestimate human stupidity.

Sometimes you can hide just as effectively by sticking out.

Holy shit,' he says. 'Did I just do that?

I used to be really into these when I was a kid," Nine says. "Now I'm more into the real thing. You want to join us?"
Five raises an eyebrow. "The real thing? We're going to go kill some soldiers in um - ?" He squints at the open case for the video game. "World War Two. I guess my Earth history must be spotty because I thought that was all over."
"We're going to train," Nine replies, unamused. "From what I heard about Arkansas, it sounds like your game could use some work.

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

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

Did you know Johnny thinks he's Pittacus resurrected?

I still don't have all the answers, but I'm no longer afraid to confront the questions.

Trust is dangerous.

We've got the whole team together! They're pudgier and dorkier than expected, but I'm cool with it. Let's go blow some shit up.

Next he grabs a round yellow thing covered in small bumps. It looks like a strange fruit and I half expect him to squeeze it to produce juice. When it reaches shoulder height the small bumps explode, turning into razor-sharp spikes. I duck and roll in BK's direction to avoid getting impaled.
"What the hell?" I shout. "You could have warned me! This is the second time in less than five minutes that you've almost killed me.

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

The question, then, is how do we stop the nightmares?" Malcolm asks.
"I've got a solution," Six says, and everyone looks in her direction. She takes a considering sip from a mug of coffee. "Let's go kill Setrákus Ra."
Nine claps his hands and points at Six. "I like the way this chick thinks.