Quotes from Neal Shusterman

I don't buy that what-comes-can't-be-avoided garbage. Anything can be avoided if you try hard enough.

And everyone else was selecting their leaders not by their ability to lead, but by where they stood on a single issue.

Obliteration is our hallmark, he said. We don't always succeed, but we try.

Can we just get on with this already?(7).

Well, this place was not purgatory, Nirvana, or any sort of rebirth, and it occurred to Nick that regardless of what people believed, the universe had its own ideas.

Never ask how. At that moment, it felt like the wisest advice I had ever gotten.

Do I get paid, too?' 'Yes,' he said without hesitation. This scared me, because Crawley gave money like bulls gave milk: not at all, and you get gored for asking. If he had already decided this was a paying job, it must be horrible beyond words.

We are instructed to write down not just our deeds but our feelings, because it must be known that we do have feelings. Remorse. Regret. Sorrow too great to bear. Because if we didn't feel those things, what monsters would we be?

anyone's pocket. "I should like to be on a scythe committee one day," Rowan said. Citra looked at him oddly. "Why are you talking like Faraday?" Rowan shrugged. "When in Rome . . ." "We're not in Rome," she reminded him. "If we were, we'd have a much cooler place for conclave.

The most successful salesperson was offering a product called Touch of Quietude, which sounded more like a feminine hygiene product than a death delivery system.

A scent, a sound, an errant shadow too minor to register consciously might be enough to make a well-trained scythe's neck hairs bristle.

People aren't all good, and people aren't all bad. We move in and out of the darkness and light all our lives.

He's become like that briefcase in the ground—full of gems yet void of light, so nothing sparkles, nothing shines.

If you're a guy, I'm sure you already know that their most famous product is that litle plastic stariner at the bototm of urinals, and you probably still laugh every time you look down and see PISHER written in happy bold letters, like maybe it was to remind you why you were standing there.

I have no doubt that, one way or another, you'll fill the empty spaces left behind.

Many believe that the Thunder refers to a collection of human knowledge-perhaps with mechanical arms for the rapid turning of pages. A library of thought, if you will, roaring into consciousness after the arrival of the Toll on Earth, much like thunder follows lightning.

The world is a flower I hold in my palm. I would end my own existence rather than crush it.

I went home and tried to sleep, but couldn't, so I stared up at the moon, watching how it's trailing edge faded into darkness, so close to being full, but not quite there. A pregnant moon, Grandma called it. Full almost to bursting, and ready to give birth to something unthinkable.

The things I feel cannot be put into words, or if they can, the words are in no language anyone can understand.

Every book has something to teach us," she said, "and crucial knowledge at the right time can be a very powerful thing.

He had to live long enough to forge a purpose greater than that.

Something's wrong!" he said, which was the understatement of the year.

If you say, 'May The Fork Be With You,' I'll smash you with the other side of this hanger

There is nothing to fear but fear itself, the captain announces from the helm, and the occasional man-eating monster.