Neal Shusterman’s “Unwind” Quotes (36 Quotes)

Fight, flight, and screw up royaly.

Sure, I can talk like you, but I choose not to, It's like an art, you know? Picasso had to prove to the world he could paint the right way, before he goes putting both eyes on the side of a face... 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...You can take that to the grave and dig it up when you need it.

Getting to know someone in blind darkness changes your impression of them.

That's wisdom you can take to the grave, and dig up when you need it!

He also keeps his silence when Bible passages become shredded to justify unwinding, and kids start to see the face of God in the fragments.

The Bill of Life was signed, the Unwind Accord went into effect, and the war was over. Everyone was so happy to end the war, no one cared about the consequences

He does not deserve this. He has done many things, not all good, but he does not deserve this. And he never did get his priest.

The good thing about being explosive is that no one can beat you.

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

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

His life has been like a ballpark, hasn't it? All lines, structure, and rules, never changing. But now he's been hit over the wall into unknown territory.

The moment you're loved, that's when you got your soul.

I'd rather be partly great than entirely useless.

The woman wears a floral print blouse with lots of leaves and pink flowers. Risa would like to attack her with a weed whacker.

I'm alone. And I'm crying. And no one is coming to the crib. And the nightlight has burned out. And I'm mad. I'm so mad. Left frontal lobe. I...I...I don't feel so good. Left occipital lobe. I... don't remember where...Left parietal lobe. I...I...I can't remember my name,but...but...Right temporal...but I'm still here. Right frontal. I'm still here... Right occipital.I'm still...Right parietal. I'm...Cerebellum. I'm...Thalamus. I...Hypothalamus. I...Hippocampus...Medulla........................

Unwinds didn't go out with a bang-they didn't even go out with a whimper. they went out with the silence of a candle flame pinched between two fingers.

I'm Switzerland; neutral as can be, and also with great chocolate.

Unwinds exist in the constant shadow of betrayal.

In a perfect world everything would be either black or white, right or wrong, and everyone would know the difference. But this isn't a perfect world. The problem is people who think it is.

We move in and out of darkness and light all our lives. Right now I'm pleased to be in the light.

It's amazing that something as simple as a kiss can overpower the worst of worries.

What can fingerprints mean when they're not necessarily yours?

And he thinks that if his soul had a form, this is what it would be. A baby sleeping in his arms.

It's funny how a flame can only burn your hand if you move too slow, you can tease it all you want and it never gets you, if your quick enough.

Which is worse, Risa often wondered, to have tens of thousands of babies that no one wanted or to silently make then go away before they were even born

Between them, the baby still cries. It's like a game of steal the bacon, where no one wants to take the bacon.

Most people have two emergency modes. Fight and Flight. But Conner always knew he had three. Fight, Flight, and Screw Up Royally.

Would you rather die, or be unwound? Now he finally knows the answer. Maybe this is what he wanted. Maybe it's why he stood there and taunted Roland. Because he'd rather be killed with a furious hand than dismembered with cool indifference.

But this isn't a perfect world. The problem is people who think it is. -Connor

Sharks have a deadly form of claustrophobia. It's not so much fear of enclosed spaces as it is inability to exist in them. No one knows why. Some say it's the metal in aquariums that throws their equilibrium off. But whatever it is, big sharks don't last long in captivity

Would you rather die, or be unwound?

Can I believe in that God too?

She smiles at them as they go by and continues to play, making it clear that this furnace of a place, full of planes that cannot fly, is more than it seems. It is a womb of redemption for every Unwind, and fora ll those who fought the Heartland War and lost - which was everybody.

You may feel a tugging sensation near your ankles.

Connor bangs his head back sharply against the wall, hoping to jar loose the bad thoughts clinging to his brain. This is not a good place to be alone with your thoughts. Perhaps that's why Hayden feels compelled to talk.

So Connor stands there with secret anticipation each time there's a group of new arrivals, hoping beyond hope he'll find that self-righteous, self-important, pain-in-the-ass Lev still alive.