Say Cheese and Die! Quotes

“The next day, Greg is so large that he cannot even ride the car to school because he can't fit in the car. His parents believe this to have been caused by a food allergy and resolve to take him to the doctor later.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“You guys are just jealous because i'm a natural athlete and you can't cross the street without falling on your face." -(Bird) Doug”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“Cameras can only record what they see.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“Greg was very interested in cameras. He had an inexpensive automatic camera, which took okay snapshots. But he was saving his allowance in hopes of buying a really good camera with a lot of lenses.
He loved looking at camera magazines, studying the different models, picking out the ones he wanted to buy.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“He didn’t like being the sensible one of the group. Everyone always made fun of the sensible one. He’d rather be the wild and crazy one. But, somehow, he always ended up sensible.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“Greg watched in horror as the ball bounced off Bird and dribbled away onto the infield grass. Bird’s eyes went wide with disbelief, confusion. He stood frozen in place on the base path for a long moment. Then both of his hands shot up above his head, and he uttered a shrill cry, long and loud, like the high-pitched whinny of a horse. His eyes rolled up in his head. He sank to his knees and uttered another cry, softer this time. Then he collapsed, sprawling onto his back, his neck at an unnatural angle, his eyes closed. He didn’t move.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“What a strange place to leave a camera. Why would someone put it here? If it were valuable enough to hide in a secret cabinet, why didn’t he take it with him?”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“His camera at home was just too crummy. That’s why all his pictures came out too dark or too light, and everyone in them had glowing red dots in their eyes. Greg wondered if this camera was any good.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“Well . . . maybe I can sneak out for a few minutes,” Bird said, lowering his voice. And then Greg heard him shout to his mother: “It’s no one, Ma! I’m talking to no one!”
Boy, that’s quick thinking! Greg thought sarcastically. He’s a worse liar than I am.
And then he heard Bird call to his mom: “I know I’m on the phone. But I’m not talking to anyone. It’s only Greg.”
Thanks a lot, pal, Greg thought.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“Greg had been nearly out the door, on his way next door to Shari’s birthday party, when the phone rang.
“Hi, Greg. Why aren’t you on your way to my party?” Shari had asked when he’d run to pick up the receiver.
“Because I’m on the phone with you,” Greg had replied dryly.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“What was the truth about the camera? he wondered.
Does the camera show the future?
Or does it actually cause bad things to happen?”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“Despite the loud booing from Shari and Greg, Bird managed to punch the ball past the shortstop for a single.
“Lucky hit!” Greg yelled, cupping his hands into a megaphone.
Bird pretended not to hear him.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“Bird didn’t move.
Shari and Greg, running side by side at full speed, reached him together.
“Bird?” Shari knelt down beside him. “Bird?”
Bird opened one eye. “Gotcha,” he said quietly. The weird half-smile formed on his face, and he exploded in high-pitched laughter.
It took Shari and Greg a while to react. They both stood open-mouthed, gaping at their laughing friend.
Then, his heart beginning to slow to normal, Greg reached down, grabbed Bird with both hands, and pulled him roughly to his feet.
“I’ll hold him while you hit him,” Greg offered, holding Bird from behind.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!

“I think it’s broken,” Greg said, holding on to the camera. “The photos just don’t come out right. It’s hard to explain.”
“Maybe it’s not the photos. Maybe it’s the photographer,” Shari teased.
“Maybe I’ll take a photo of you getting a knuckle sandwich,” Greg threatened. He raised the camera to his eye and pointed it at her.
“Snap that, and I’ll take a picture of you eating the camera,” Shari threatened playfully.”
― R.L. Stine, Say Cheese and Die!