Quotes from Neal Shusterman

Life was about forging time, not just passing time.

I can't destroy things so beautiful. Time will destroy them if you don't. Time destroys everything. But if you destroy them, it will mean something.

Please give me a single reason why I shouldn't hurl myself beneath the wheels of that bus.

See, if you paint wrong because that's the best you can do, you just a chump. But you do it because you want to? Then you're an artist.

Have we ever had an enemy worse than ourselves?

In spite of my wisecracking, pain-in-the-ass ways, I was the clip that held things together. Unnoticed. Taken for granted. Okay, maybe I'm giving myself too much credit here, but I'd be damned if I was gonna keep on being the family paper clip.

You are only one boy, with one voice...If you keep trying to be a choir, you'll lose that voice, and then who will hear you?

No one ever answered my question, Hayden says. Looks like no one has the guts Which one? Asks Connor. You've got questions coming out of you like farts on Thanksgiving.

The homes here are almost identical, but not quite, full of people almost identical, but not quite.

We all need a moratorium on misery now and then.

Why would anyone in their right mind want to be a teenager more than once? When

Lev smiles. Leave it to you to turn someone else's screwup into gold

Important work," Jeri quipped, "often loses the spotlight to self-important people.

Did Constantine actually just say that? Hell would be freezing over if the Thunderhead weren't controlling its weather.

Do we exist because others perceive our existence, or is, indeed, our own affirmation enough?

Exactly," says the parrot. "WHY are you here? Or should I ask 'Why are YOU here?' Or 'Why are you HERE?

The way I see it, the impossible happens all the time; but we're so good at taking it for granted, we forget it was once impossible.

Allie took Nick and Mikey into the vault, and they sat there, a summit meeting of three questionable superpowers: a skinjacker, an ex-ogre, and a part-time monster.

New Beginning to the same old story

How easy is murder when one calls it by a different name? How much easier is it for the conscience to condone "reaping" than "killing"—and when one knows that death isn't the end, does it stop the killing hand for fear of retribution, or does it simply make it easier to kill, because, if life continues, how can murder be murder at all?

Eventually your body will learn the alliances it has to make with itself,' Kenny had said - as if Cam was a factory full of strike-prone workers, or worse, a clutch of slaves forced into unwanted labor.

The result leaves my brain somewhere in orbit beyond Saturn, where it can't bother anyone, especially me.

The all-seeing government can be very nearsighted when it comes to scrutinizing the actions of its own appendages.

Marie couldn't help but smile. This girl whom she had not even wanted to take on in the first place had become her greatest supporter. Her truest friend.