Neal Shusterman
Neal Shusterman
Neal Shustermanis an American writer of young-adult fiction. He won the National Book Award for Young People's Literature for Challenger Deep...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth12 November 1962
CityBrooklyn, NY
CountryUnited States of America
travel exit jersey
Our conversation with the supermarket manager had been about as helpful as a New Jersey road sign, and if you've ever been there, you know the signs don't tell you the exit you're coming up to, they only point out the exits you've just missed.
pedestal prison insidious
A pedestal is the most insidious prison ever devised.
kids pedestal ill
Dead kids are put on pedestals, but mentally ill kids get hidden under the rug.
hands names doe
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?
flesh earth natural
Makes sense, the earth is quick to consume the flesh of things that ain't natural.
believe knowing
The scariest thing of all is never knowing what you're suddenly going to believe.
thinking voice acting
[...] every time he forces himself to think before acting, it's her voice in his head telling him to slow down. He wants to tell her, but she's always so busy in the medical jet—and you don't just go to somebody and say, "I'm a better person because you're in my head.
hate heart world
What's the point of living if you're going to hate the world? Guard your heart if you have to, but don't shut it away.
people surprise
It's amazing how people can surprise you.
chocolate switzerland
I'm Switzerland; neutral as can be, and also with great chocolate.
mean people together
The rides are different for everyone. I'm convinced of that now. I mean, sure, there are some we ride together. Either we find ourselves drawn to some common experience, or maybe we're pulled in by the people we care about. Our friends, our families can drag us onto coasters and Tilt-A-Whirls that are really meant for them. But in the end, no matter whose rides we find ourselves on, the experience is all our own.
dream thrill refuse
Who am I? The sum of your dreams, the thrill you refuse to grasp, the unknown you fear.
men self buttons
I'll never understand how a man can live his life With his finger on the self-destruct button, Holding it there day after day, Blinded by an obsession to press it But lacking the conviction to do even that.
mean bridges raw-materials
I mean, it's like we all get our raw materials from our families―but it's up to us whether we build bridges or bombs.