Scott Westerfeld Quotes

You'd think that in a fight, NOT MOVING would be a bad habit!

To everyone who loves a long-secret romance, revealed at last.

Good books make you ask questions. Bad readers want everything answered.

He makes me feel like that. Like flying.

Sometimes, the hardest thing was doing nothing.

We don't always get to choose what we love.

It didn't matter what you looked like. It was how you carried yourself, how you saw yourself.

Barking hard work, being a boy.

Maybe she still was a pretty-head, making up irrational stories about the empty forest. The longer she stayed alone out here, the more Tally understood why the Rusties and their predecessors had believed in invisible beings, praying to placate spirits as they trashed the natural world around them.

It's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.

Emperors are vain and useless things.

We needed to become world-famous soon, while there was still that kind of world to be famous in.

Not everything made you stronger. It was possible to survive, yet still be crippled for your trouble. Sometimes it was okay to run away, to skip the test, to chicken out. Or at least to get some help.

Plot idea: 97% of the world's scientists contrive an environmental crisis, but are exposed by a plucky band of billionaires & oil companies.

But it's always taking a risk, when you ... kiss someone new.

At least one thing was consistent about her life: It just kept on getting more complicated.

Fuzzy Tally is no more.

Everyone in the world was programmed by the place they were born, hemmed in by their beliefs, but you had to at least try to grow your own brain.

I'm not sure what I am anymore... Sometimes I think I'm nothing but what other people have done to me―a big collection of brainwashing, surgeries, and cures... That, and all the mistakes I've made. All the people I've disappointed.

And you know, these things don't last forever.' I know, Mandy. Nothing does.' That's the spirit.

I used to be a pre-industrial writer: thousands of words in a spurt and then a few days off. But as I get older, I've switched to a mode best described as 'slow and steady wins the race.' Basically, I write during the same four hours every day, after breakfast and the all-important coffee, generally in the same room and wearing the same pajamas.

Life doesn't come with an instruction manual.

You all say you need us. Well, maybe you do, but not to help, with the millions of bubbly new minds about to be unleashed, with all the cities coming awake at last. Together, you're more than enough to change the world without us. So from now on, David and I are here to stand in your way. You see, freedom has a way of destroying things.

Surely no one would ever use such a weapon against a city." "There are no limits in war," Volger said, still staring out the window.

Have a little faith in me, Volger." "I have great faith, tempered with vast annoyance.

you just took on five million years of evolution again

And you've actually watched it yourself?' I asked. 'Willingly?' Sure. I had to see it, you know? Besides we should be safe. Only one in twenty viewers actually had a bad reaction. And it was mostly kids who were affected. I mean younger than you guys. I think the average age was about ten.' That made me feel somewhat better. But that was a kid's show,' said Jen. 'Maybe it affects everyone, but not that many adults were watching.' That made me feel less better. I wanted my protective bangs back.

The lie took form as she spoke, pulling on as many strands of truth as it could reach.

One of the most common questions writers are asked is "Where do you get your ideas?" But the sad truth is, we don't know. Ideas can come at any time and from any direction: in the shower, waiting for an elevator, or while bouncing across Wikipedia pages.

I make it a policy never to appear surprised" - Dr Barlow

Reality had no gears, and you never knew what surprises would come spinning out of its chaos.

Around the outskirts of the city, cut off from town by the black oval of the river, everything was in darkness. Everyone ugly was in bed by now.

And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she in fact was still beautiful... or if the fall had changed the story completely.

Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.

I expect that you must receive top marks at school, young lady." Madeleine smiled as she stirred her tea. "There are always rewards for those who state the obvious frequently and with conviction.

Do you love him?" Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. "He makes me feel like that. Like flying.

Maybe kissing is sort of like nature's coffee. -Jonathan

Ring around the rosie. A pocket full of posie. Ashes ashes, we all fall down. Some people say that this poem is about the Black Death, the fourteenth-century plague that killed 100-million people... Sadly, though, most experts think this is nonsense... How can I be so sure about this rhyme when all the experts disagree? Because I ate the kid who made it up.

As one does a bear riding a bicycle. One sees it so rarely. (Spoken by Volger, on Deryn)

The world rests upon a turtle, which itself stands on the back of an elephant!” Alek tried not to laugh. “Then what does the elephant stand on, madam?” “Don’t try to be clever, young man.” She narrowed her eyes. “It’s elephants all the way down!

It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.

That letter was your whole future, you daft prince." "It was my past. I lost that the night my parents died. But I found you, Deryn. Maybe I wasn't meant to end the war, but I was meant to find you. I know that. You've saved me from having any reason to keep going." "We save each other. That's how it works.

You and David could both be right. Maybe human beings are programmed … to help one another, even to fall in love. But just because it's human nature doesn't make it bad, Tally. Besides, we had a whole city of pretties to choose from, and we chose each other."-Zane

If you see everything through hovercams and feed stories, you wind up blind to what's right in front of you.

Sometimes it felt like her life was a series of falls from ever-greater heights.

Let me get this stright, Aya-Chan. You want me, a person who can't lie, to lie about the fact that I can't lie?" -Frizz mizuno

Haven't you ever known someone rejected by a lover, who, consumed by rage and jealousy, never lets go? They look on from a distance, unseen but boiling inside. The emotion never seems to tire, this hatred mixed with intense obsession, even with a kind of twisted love.

Now,young lady,I suppose you're here for a work assignment." Work?" Tally said. They both looked down at her puzzled expression, and Shay burst into laughter.