Scott Westerfeld Quotes

The Rusty Ruins were the remains of an old city, a hulking reminder of back when there'd been way too many people, and everyone was incredibly stupid. And ugly.

Her only way home was to betray her friend.

The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of course, Tally thought, you’d have to feed your cat only salmon-flavored cat food for a while, to get the pinks right.

We're not freaks, Tally. We're normal. We may not be gorgeous, but at least we're not hyped-up Barbie dolls.

Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.

When the term "machine gun" enters common parlance, the word "machine" becomes much more sinister.

She turned to Frizz. "So you understand the problem? You can't let Tally know about Radical Honesty. There's no telling what she'll do if she finds out you could ruin her plans." Frizz's eyebrows rose. "So let me get this straight, Aya-chan. You want me, a person who can't lie, to lie about the fact that I can't lie?" "We need another plan," Hiro said.

That was one problem with dramatic exits: Sometimes they wound up making you look like a bubblehead.

You're splitting?" "No sh*it, Sherlock.

It's just programming" "No. It's because I love him

A little drama wins more friends than boring.

I kissed him once," she whispered. "Well done. What did he do?" "Um..." Deryn sighed. "He woke up.

You're insane!" she shouted. "Pretty cool, huh?" "No!"Tally yelled. "Why didn't you tell me it was broken?" Shay shrugged. "More fun that way?" "More fun?" Her heart beating fast,her vision strangely clear. She was full of anger and relief and...joy. "Well, kind of. But you suck!

Lilt pulled away. "I saw what he was doing, so I cleared a path for him. I helped him do it..." She shook her head, tears tracking the dust off her face, and turned to stare at the fallen tower. "Have we all gone mad to want this?

You see, freedom has a way of destroying things.

In a world of extreme beauty, anyone normal is ugly.

There was a species of middle pretty who smiled at everything: happy smile, disappointed smile, you're-in-trouble smile.

However stupid the choice seemed, Shay had made it with her eyes open, and had respected Tally's choice to stay.

Probably? So you're asking me to trust my life to steel wool and peanut butter?" "Poisoned peanut butter." "Cal, I don't care if it's nuclear peanut butter.

Becoming pretty doesn't just change the way you look," she said. "No," David said. "It changes the way you think.

Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.

I can’t imagine anything worse than being required to have fun.

Sooner or later usually means too late

Typographical laziness was slowly destroying our culture, according to Lexa and her pals. Inexactitude was death.

I'm not the one going for a biology degree. I'm just a philosophy major who eats people.

He and I have this... personality conflict. Namely, I think he should get a new one.

Once you told yourself a story enough times, it was so easy to keep on believing it.

It's not the traveling that takes courage Tally. I've done much longer trips on my own. It's leaving home.

People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.

Two weeks of killer sunburn is worth a lifetime of being gorgeous

your not alone, Tally. Don't pretend you are

The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.

Sometimes you can’t choose what you love.

I’m not against thinking; I’m only against thinking that thinking on its own will get you out of a hole. Shovel also needed.

A rousing tale of techno-geek rebellion, as necessary and dangerous as file sharing, free speech, and bottled water on a plane.

He squeezed her hand. "Then I'll come get you, wherever you are when it happens. We'll be okay." "But what about everybody else?" He stared out across the river, nodding slowly. "My guess is, everybody else is in big trouble.

When she awoke, the world was on fire.

Let others wage war. You, lucky Austria, shall marry.

I guess sometimes you have to lie to find the truth.

Your personality - the real you inside - was the price of beauty.

so pRetty i hAd to Eat hiM

I love my virginity to the apocalypse.

It doesn't take much convincing to make someone believe they're better than everyone else.

Didn't this beat everything? A pretty and an ugly taking a stroll together. The warden came closer, confusion all over his middle-pretty face. Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood," she said. "Make me pretty.

That was the whole point of being special: You existed to make sure everyone else behaved, but that didn't mean YOU had to.

I've learned a lot about stage-managing for illustration. Sometimes you have to delete characters from a scene just to keep from overcrowding the image. I've also learned to making big-scale design decisions early.

I'm Tally Youngblood. Make me pretty." -Tally Youngblood

And here in America rival newspapermen attack each other on sight?