Derek Trucks Quotes

The Engineer smiled (internally, for of course it had no mouth). It was feeling good. It was feeling optimistic. Moving at its current speed, it would arrive back in Ireland in plenty of time to shut everything down before a series of overloads and power loops inevitably led to a sequence of events which would, in turn, eventually lead to the probable destruction of the world. The Engineer wasn't worried. And then the truck hit it.

high school. A figure walked on the side of the road, his dark gray jacket and black backpack blending into the early winter twilight. “Is that Derek?” Ethan slowed the truck. Zeus whined and stuck his head over the front seat. “Yes,” Abby said. “He must have stayed after school and missed the late bus.” Ethan pulled over in front of the boy. In the rearview mirror, he saw the kid stop. His posture said he was

A hand touched my shoulder, shaking me. I was back on the bus. It was dark and warm and I just wanted to sleep, but Chloe kept shaking my shoulder. “Tori?” she whispered. “We’re at a truck stop. It’s Derek. He . . . he’s not feeling good. It could be the Change again. He needs to get off the bus. I’m going with him.” “Mmmph.” “Are you awake? Did you hear what I said?” “Yeah, yeah. Derek Changing. You going.” She said something else, but I was already drifting back to sleep. Then she was gone. I bolted upright in the pool house. Chloe had told me they were getting off the bus. Damn it! I’d screwed up.

You brainless moron. You simple-minded cretin. You're a half wit. A dimwit. An imbecile. You're as sharp as a marble. Thick as a ditch. Not the sharpest knife, nor the brightest crayon, and not the brightest bulb. You fell off the turnip truck. The wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead.

Hurt can do weird things to a woman. That much I’ve learned,” Derek said, setting one box in the truck. “It makes them hard and brittle and really, really angry. Although it’s not so much angry, it’s more like they’re afraid to feel, to let you see them feel. So they snap at you and go for the juggler to get you mad so you’ll start focusing on you rather than on helping them.