The Worst Years of My Life Quotes

“Every masterpiece comes at the end of a long line of failures.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“People always talk about how great it is to get older. All I saw were more rules and more adults telling me what I could and couldn't do, in the name of what's " good for me." Yeah, well, asparagus is good for me, but it still makes me want to throw up.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“Now, like all the other schools I’ve ever attended, the hallways of Long Beach Middle School are plastered with all sorts of NO BULLYING posters. There’s only one problem: Bullies, it turns out, don’t read too much. I guess reading really isn’t a job requirement in the high-paying fields of name-calling, nose-punching, and atomic-wedgie-yanking.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“That’s right: Never underestimate the power of a good laugh. It can stop some of the fiercest middle-school monsters.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“What do you think I am, some kind of idiot?” Attention! Do not answer that question! I repeat, do NOT answer that question!”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“Thirsty?” I said, trying to stay cool. “You know, this is totally against the rules,” she said. “That makes it taste better,” I said. (Good line, right?) Jeanne”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“I’M RAFe KHATCHADORiAN, TRAGiC HeRO I”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“Five minutes,” I said, and walked away, but my heart was still going just as fast as before. This was only half over. Was it five minutes until I pulled this off? Or five minutes to live?”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“This was the weird part with me and Miller. We both hated each other, but even more than that, he wanted my money and I wanted my notebook back. Neither of us had said anything about it to Stricker, even when we both got suspended. It was like middle school Mafia or something.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“that kid’s nothing but a little hoodlum.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“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 is to eat are hot-dog buns. And you get electrocuted on the rides.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“I’m not exactly what you might see in the dictionary when you look up popular.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“BOB443”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“BLAM!”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“I HAVE SOMETHING TO HIDE.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“We heard from two bozos who I didn’t know,”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“All I know about organic is the disgusting plain yogurt Mom keeps in the fridge at home, but I’m pretty sure Donatello meant it was a good thing.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“We heard from two bozos who I didn’t know, then a guy named Matt Kruschik who ate his own boogers until fourth grade,”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“if I did. Bear’s not exactly a good listener. “Uh-huh,” he said.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“laughing, so I kept going. “‘Your wife is ugly, and your daughter too. I think this play is stupid, so guess what? I’m out of here and you can kiss my—”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“Allison Prouty, who raises her hand for everything, helped give out the scripts while Donatello told us what parts we each had. When she got to me, she said, “Rafe, I think you’d make a fine Paris,” and everyone in the room started laughing, right at me. “Paris?” I asked. “Why do I have to read a girl’s part?” “Paris is a boy,” Donatello told me. “He’s one of Lord Capulet’s best men.” “Yeah, well, he probably still wears tights,” I said, but Donatello ignored me. “Listen to the language as we read through,” she told everyone. “Notice how every line has ten syllables. Notice the subtle rhyming. That’s not easy to do. Nobody wrote like Shakespeare. Nobody!” And I thought—hmmmm. Idea in progress, please stand by. “Let’s begin,” Donatello said. “‘Act One, Scene One.’ ” It turned out that this Paris guy (he really was a guy) doesn’t come in until page 12. That was good. It gave me time to work on my idea. Donatello probably thought I was taking notes like Jeanne Galletta and the other brainiacs, but I was actually hot on the trail of those 30,000 points. Ten syllables per line? Check! Rhyming? Check! By the time we got to my part, there were only a couple”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“He got sick with meningitis when the boys were just three, and we lost him.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“He went ballistic and started chasing me all over the house until I locked myself in the bathroom and Mom told him to calm down or she was going to call the police back herself.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“JEANNE GALLETTA IS IN TROUBLE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE HISTORY OF THE UNIVERSE”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“HOLYCOWIT’S JEANNEYOUCANDOTHISRAFEJUSTSTAY COOLANDDON’TDOANYTHINGSTUPID!”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“Your wife is ugly, and your daughter too. I think this play is stupid, so guess what? I’m out of here and you can kiss my—”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“still didn’t have any idea how I was going to pull this whole thing off, but it almost didn’t matter. I just couldn’t wait to start figuring it out. In fact—and please don’t tell anyone I said this—for the first time in my life, I was actually looking forward to going back to school.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“No, I called myself a loser,” I said, and slammed my door. “Loser.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“There are more on my list, and we’ll get to them eventually. Or maybe not. I’m not exactly sure how this is going to work out. As you can probably tell, this is my first full-length book.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life

“Here are some other people I don’t trust as far as I can throw a truckload of pianos.”
― James Patterson, The Worst Years of My Life