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“A true freak cannot be made. A true freak must be born.”
― Katherine Dunn, Geek Love

“we're all freaks sometimes, Melody," he replied. "You're just... well, better at it than most.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Rithmatist

“I'm drawn to unusual, even freakish people. Why? They are far more engaging than the ordinary, which the world has too much of.”
― Donna Lynn Hope

“Three kinds of people get talked about: The fascinating, the freaks and the nefarious.”
― Donna Lynn Hope, Willow

“If Stuart is a freak... it is because he has had the superhuman strength not to be defeated by this isolation. It is because he has had the almost unbelievable social adroitness to be able to fit in smoothly with an educated, soft-skinned person like myself and not make me frightened half to death. If Stuart's a freak, I salute freaks.”
― Alexander Masters, Stuart: A Life Backwards

“Everything just feels so empty without her. She was more a parent to me than my birth parents were. She took me in, fed, dressed me, but most importantly, she treated me with respect. She taught me that my abilities were nothing to be ashamed of, nothing I should try so hard to deny. She convinced me that what I had was a gift-not a curse- and that I shouldn't let other people's narrow minds and fears determine how I love, what I do, or how I perceive myself in the world. She actually made me believe that in no way, shape, or form did their uninformed opinions make me a freak.”
― Alyson Noel, Night Star

“Everybody has a second personality, it may possess and make you do whatever it likes.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“A perfect, enduring friendship between a couple of freaks”
― Stephanie Rowe, Kiss at Your Own Risk

“A deaf and dumb in the mist of morons is a renowed talkative among brains.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“Boredom doesn't come from lack of activities but rather from your own limitations and ideas of fun. Appropriate behavior, normalcy and perfection is what you make of it. But just in case you're bored with perfect, come over to the dark side. Us circus freaks know a thing or two about thorough entertainment.”
― sofia

“By adherence to a special set of rules, the child of the shabby-genteel can sometimes leap across the time which has passed by his family and function in the real world without doing violence to the hopes his mother held out for him. But those who cannot live within this pattern are the freaks and poets, and they travel a different road to peace.”
― Murray Kempton, Part of Our Time: Some Ruins & Monuments of the Thirties

“Whoever challenges freaks should notice
that in the method he does not mature into a beast.”
― Santosh Kalwar

“You’re supposed to be the big boss.â€�
Sam said nothing. The crowd hushed, ready to watch this one-on-one confrontation.
“You’re the big boss of the freaks,� Zil yelled. “But you can’t do anything. You can shoot laser beams out of your hands, but you can’t get enough food, and you can’t keep the power on, and you won’t do anything about that murderer Hunter, who killed my best friend.� He paused to fill his lungs for a final, furious cry. “You shouldn’t be in charge.�
“You want to be in charge, Zil? Last night you were running around trying to get a lynch mob together. And let’s not even pretend that wasn’t you responsible for graffiti I saw driving into town just now.�
“So what?� Zil demanded. “So what? So I said what everyone who isn’t a freak is thinking.�
He spit the word “freak,� making it an insult, making it an accusation.
“You really think what we need right now is to divide up between freaks and normals?â€� Sam asked. “You figure that will get the lights turned back on? That will put food on people’s tables?”
― Michael Grant, Hunger

“Hector wished suddenly that leaving the circus was as easy as joining. He didn't fancy the ghost of Harvey Burfoot hunting him down and passing judgement on him. Troupe mythology varied on the details â€� some said he had the ability to stop your heart with just a stare, others that he strangled you with corporeal hands that grew stronger as he drained your life-force. Either way, the Law was that nobody left; to leave was death; and Hector
didn't hate himself that much yet.”
― Jackie Trippier Holt, Freaks Like Us

“THE PEERLESS PRODIGIES OF PHYSICAL PHENOMENA AND GREAT PRESENTATION OF MARVELOUS LIVING HUMAN CURIOSITIES”
― Frederick Drimmer, Born Different: Amazing Stories of Very Special People

“Sally laughed. "When you first told me you were interested in Decebel, I honestly thought that there was no way you two would ever work. But man, you are both such freaks, I honestly don't think anyone else could put up with either of you."
"Or keep up with us." Jen winked.”
― Quinn Loftis, Sacrifice of Love

“There is no difference between the principles, policies and practical results of socialism—and those of any historical or prehistorical tyranny. Socialism is merely democratic absolute monarchy—that is, a system of absolutism without a fixed head, open to seizure of power by all corners, by any ruthless climber, opportunist, adventurer, demagogue or thug.”
― Ayn Rand

“Maybe they were born of karma, their own or their parents', Zack thought; maybe the universe had a purpose for them, and they were what they were because the world needed them to be that way.”
― Jackie Trippier Holt, Freaks Like Us

“The second officer had turned fully to look down at Vincent's saws. “Those are for dissecting dwarves and children,â€� The Saw Man said, gravely.”
― Jackie Trippier Holt, Freaks Like Us

“We are all freaks in the show of life.”
― Irene Margarida Melo

“She pulls a spare head from beneath a pile of shoes and raises it by the hair. It looks like one of those cheap, blue heads that botwhores keep for lonely sci-fi freaks who want to pretend they’re fucking the queen of Xenon.”
― Judd Trichter, Love in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction

“Freaks are the much needed escape from the humdrum. They are poetry.”
― Albert Perry

“We’re here to execute a murderer,â€� Zil said, pointing at Hunter. “We are bringing justice in the name of all normals.â€�
“There’s no justice without a trial,� Astrid said.
Zil grinned. He spread his hands. “We had a trial, Astrid. And this chud scum was found guilty of murdering a normal.
“The penalty,� he added, “is death.�
Astrid turned to face the mob. “If you do this, you’ll never forgive yourselves.�
“We’re hungry,� a voice cried, and was immediately echoed by others.
“You’re going to murder a boy in a church?� Astrid demanded, pointing toward the church. “A church? In God’s house?�
Zil could see that those words had an effect. There were some nervous looks.
“You will never wash the stain of this off your hands,� Astrid cried. “If you do this, you will never be able to forget it. What do you think your parents would say?�
“There are no parents in the FAYZ. No God, either,â€� Zil said. “There’s just humans trying to stay alive, and freaks taking everything for themselves.”
― Michael Grant, Hunger

“Human Crew had been a group formed to defend the rights of normals against freaks. At least that was the Human Crew line. Most people now saw Human Crew as a straight-up hate group.
Lance grabbed Turk’s shoulder and practically yanked him up off the stinking couch where he lay. “Turk, listen, man, listen to me: don’t you see what this means?�
Turk did not see what it meant, or at least not whatever Lance thought he should see. Turk mostly disliked Lance. They were friends, kind of, but only because they’d both been with Zil and riding high. And now they were reduced to doing the worst work Albert could find for them: digging slit trenches for kids to go in, and then covering them up when they were full.
Cesspool diggers. The Crap Crew, kids called them.
And they had to kiss Albert’s butt because otherwise they didn’t eat. They’d been lucky they weren’t exiled. Turk had talked the council out of sending them off to live in the wild. He’d begged, that was the truth of it. He’d convinced them that it was better to find a place for him and the others from Human Crew.
He’d put all the blame for the fire on anyone but themselves. Kept saying, “It’s not our fault, guys, not me and Lance and all, we were forced by Zil and Hank. Hank was scary, man, you know that. You know he was a creep and he would have shot us or messed us up.�
Turk had whined like a baby. And wept. And in the end convinced that smug wetback Edilio, and especially Albert, that they wouldn’t make trouble anymore, ever again, lessons learned, their lives all turned around now.
The Human Crew became the Crap Crew. And harsher names as well. A laughingstock.”
― Michael Grant, Plague