I was asking if unwinding kills you, or if it leaves you alive somehow. C'mon—it's not like we haven't thought about it." (...) What do you think, Connor?" asks Hayden. "What hap­pens to your soul when you get unwound?" Who says I even got one?" For the sake of argument, let's say you do." Who says I want an argument?

This is not going to be easy. I'm good at being bad, but I'm bad at being good. I don't know the first thing about good deeds.

It was at that moment he realized that his spirit was truly human once more. For he no longer remembered how to be alone without being lonely.

Milestone! This is a momentous occasion," he tells her cheerily. "It should be witnessed by a friend." She throws him an icy gaze, and he does a verbal back pedal. "Aaaand since no friends are present, I'll have to do.

Can I believe in that God too?

Hayden shouts, "To the new Teen Uprising!

I'm against solutions that are worse than the problem. Like old women who want their hair dyed the color of shoe polish to hide the gray.