Full Tilt Quotes

“They were the screams of riders torn apart by the twisted reflections of their own inner selves.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Who am I? The sum of your dreams, the thrill you refuse to grasp, the unknown you fear.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“They say you never know who's the real hero and who's the real coward until you're looking death in the face. I've always been afraid of plenty of things, but fear isn't what makes you a coward. It's how depraved your heart becomes when fear gets pumped through it.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“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.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“It wasn't just that he didn't see the big picture, sometimes he saw a different picture entirely.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Like everything else in his life, he crashed forward, caution the first casualty.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“So much of my life had been under tight control. So much of Quinn's life had been wild insanity. What we needed now was both: a directed burst of controlled insanity.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“To be completely helpless in the face of life―powerless to do a single thing―that's what I'd always feared more than anything. It was like I'd been keeping all the edges of my life neat and clean, pretending the neatness was all that mattered, pretending life could somehow be controlled.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“I don't want to be empty on the inside.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Here, it seemed muscle wasn't made of flesh and blood, it was made of will and anger.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“I guess we all can't help peeking at our own imperfections, just like we can't help scratching a scab that keeps itching. When those imperfections are pasted across your face like that, exaggerated and magnified, it's hard to find all those good thoughts you have about yourself. If you believe those distorted reflections too deeply, you'll never get out of the maze.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“His life was a festival of excess that could not be contained. Deafening music, eye-popping bright colors, sugar added to almost everything he ate. Quinn's life was a bullet in a barrel ready to explode.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Then his eyes glazed over for a second. 'I go places sometimes,' he told me, his voice as thready as his eyes. 'Don't know why I go places... I just do.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Apparently Quinn had woken up a short time ago and immediately asked for ice cream, knowing that kids in hospitals got whatever they wanted.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Carl was just saying good-bye," Mom said.
"Really," I said. "He must speak in tongues.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“I hadn't lived a real life―I'd had just a model of a life. Everything I did, everything I thought, was suspended safely by strings, too high up for anyone to damage. Zero contact, zero risk. Now those strings had been cut and I was going to die, never having had a chance to live without them.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“No mirrors in the real world had the ability to reach inside you the way these did. You could tell yourself that the mirrors were simply telling lies, but you'd be wrong. They took tiny truths, swelling them out of proportion―and the fact that there was a kernel of truth in what they reflected made the effect devastating.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Beautiful machines from 1920s and '30s, when automobiles were both monstrous and sexy at the same time.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Rocks eroded into astonished faces.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“It began the night we died on the Kamikaze.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“Carl was just saying goodbye, Mom said.

Really, I said. He must speak in tongues.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt

“I hadn't lived a real life - I'd had just a model of a life. Everything I did, everything I thought, was suspended safely by strings, too high up for anyone to damage. Zero contact, zero risk. Now the strings had been cut and I was going to die, never having had a chance to life without them.”
― Neal Shusterman, Full Tilt