Because if their own parents didn't care enough about them to keep them, who would want them in Heaven?

Don’t I have a choice in this?” But when she looks behind her, the answer is clear. There are two guards waiting to make sure that she has no choice at all. And as they lead her away, she thinks of Mr. Durkin. With a bitter laugh, Risa realizes that he may get his wish after all. Someday he may see her hands playing in Carnegie Hall. Unfortunately, the rest of Risa won’t be there.

Hayden shouts, "To the new Teen Uprising!

Their fate rested entirely on me. I could save them by telling the truth. I could destroy them by lying. No one should have that much power.

It's strange how we always want other people to feel what we feel. It must be a basic human drive. Misery loves company, right? Or when you see a movie that you love, don't you want to drag all your friends to see it as well? Because it's only good the second time if it's the first time for somebody else—as if their experience somehow resonates inside of you.

Touch is a freaky thing when you're not used to it. It makes you feel all kinds of things.

What do you do with a textbook case when no one's written the textbook?