He only wishes there were something that would heal the scars in his mind, which he can still feel. He sees his… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
Part of my job is to help other kids find books, because not everyone has a keenly organized mind. Some kids could… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
If your heart tells you something but your mind tells you something else, which do you believe? Both are just as apt… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“The doctor has a PhD in psychology from American University, which, to me, sounds a little too generic to be real.” — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“Have a mint,” she said. “No thanks,” Mitch told her. “I SAID, HAVE A MINT.” And Mitch, like a weak mind manipulated… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“Picking locks was not a skill he had ever cultivated, but he persisted day after day, turning the tip of his talon into different… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“If you come anywhere near my daughter, I will see to it that you are taken apart piece by bloody piece. Do I make… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
Dead kids are put on pedestals, but mentally ill kids get hidden under the rug. — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“The fear of not living is a deep, abiding dread of watching your own potential decompose into irredeemable disappointment when “should be” gets crushed… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
That's wisdom you can take to the grave, and dig up when you need it! — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“And you know the darkness beyond despair, just as intimately as you know the soaring heights. Because in this and all universes, there is… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“while an adult could rarely be universally loved, everyone could love the right kid.” — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
“It's like art, you know? Picasso had to prove to the world he can paint the right way, before he goes putting both eyes… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
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… — Neal Shusterman Copy Share Image
