Hayden shouts, "To the new Teen Uprising!

— Neal Shusterman

Heaven might shine bright, but so do flames.

— Neal Shusterman

He's a conundrum- and there's still a piece missing from the puzzle." Whatever that piece was, there was a part of me telling me not to get involved-that it was too much to handle. That you shouldn't go out on a limb unless you're absolutely sure the limb can support your weight.

— Neal Shusterman

He will only do the wrong thing when it's the right thing to do.

— Neal Shusterman

His existence had always been comfortable, he had always held a clear picture of himself, his duties, and his place in a world. He saw that world as a place so full of turning gears he had no hope of comprehending how things fit together, so why even try? Now things were different, however. Now he wasn’t just looking out from inside the clockwork. Instead, he was actually seeing the final motion of the escapement—the ticking hands of the clock itself. And it was a doomsday clock. Both his feline and human instincts told him to let it be. It was not his problem, or his place to interfere. If the living world was destined to fall, let it happen, let it pass into history once and for all. Who was he to try to save it? But on the other hand, if the living world were lost, then there would never again be great cats to fur jack. . . And couldn’t it be that hearing the actual ticking of the clock gave one the responsibility to stop it?

— Neal Shusterman

Hole..." He grips Rise's hand tighter. "Hole, Rise, hole..." And she smiles "Yes, Connor," she says. "You're whole. You're finally whole.

— Neal Shusterman

Hope can be bruised and battered. It can be forced underground and even rendered unconscious, but hope cannot be killed.

— Neal Shusterman

Hope in the shadow of fear is the world's most powerful motivator.

— Neal Shusterman

How can you pass laws about things that nobody knows?"" They do it all the time," says Hayden. "That's what law is: educated guesses at right and wrong.

— Neal Shusterman

How do you judge the brightness of a light when you’re the source? A spotlight can never see the shadows it casts.

— Neal Shusterman