Top 224 Quotes & Sayings by Scott Westerfeld - Page 2

Deryn felt brilliant, rising through the air at the center off everyone's attention, like an acrobat aloft on a swing. She wanted to make a speech: Hey, all you sods, I can fly and you can't! A natural airman, in case you haven't noticed. And in conclusion, I'd like to add that I'm a girl and you can all get stuffed!

Which was worse: a friend with brain damage, or one who despised you?

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

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.

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.

Most men's awareness doesn't extend past their dinner plates.

I don't want to hurt you but I will if I have too - Tally Youngblood

Dare to ask, "Where is my novel too simple?"

Perhaps it's worth saying again: One reader's discomfort should never stand in the way of another reader's survival.

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

Life doesn't come with an instruction manual.

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

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

The very idea of making shoes by hand boggled her mind.

History would indicate that the majority of people have always been sheep.

Even mocking people helped their face stats. In the reputation economy, the only real way to hurt anyone was to ignore them completely. And it was pretty hard to ignore someone who made your blood boil.

you just took on five million years of evolution again

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

the parties are no fun until everyone gets drunk

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

Sometimes the facts in my head get bored and decide to take a walk in my mouth. Frequently this is a bad thing.

there was a beautiful princess with a prince kissing her lips only the prince was totally ugly

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

A rat called Possible New Strain was sitting under a spaghetti strainer held down with a pile of journalism textbooks, saying rude things in rat-speak.

You can't blame a match for a house made of straw, Alek.

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.

The Internet is global and seemingly omniscient, while iPods and phones are all microscopic workings encased in plastic blobjects. Compare that to a steam engine, where you can watch the pistons move and feel the heat of its boilers. I think we miss that visceral appeal of the machine.

No matter how far from the war we run, it always catches up with us.

She wasn't here to gawk. She was an infiltrator, a sneak, an ugly. And she had a mission.

I go where the lizards tell me.

you're infamous, Tally. Everyone's terrified of you. The new system may have made the other cities nervous, but they seem to think my little gang of psychotic sixteen-year-olds is worse" - Cable to Tally

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.

You fiddle lucker!' she cried.

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.

Fuzzy Tally is no more.

Sometimes you can’t choose what you love.

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!

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.

Tally-When you looked around at everyone else how come you didn’t notice they were brain damaged? Az - We didn’t have much to compare our fellow citizens with. Only a few colleagues who seemed different from most people, more engaged, but that was hardly a surprise. History would indicate that the majority of people have always been sheep. Before the operation there were wars and mass hatred and clear cutting. Whatever these lesions make us, it isn’t a far cry from how humanity was in the rusty era. These days we’re just a bit easier to manage.

So what are those balloons for? In case you fall off your hoverboard?' -- Tally to Peris

He turned to face her again, his late-pretty composure crumbling. "But you're..." "Pretty? Think again." She smiled. "I'm Tally Youngbood. My mind is very ugly. And I'm taking your car.

Having a brain hurt so much sometimes.

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!

Tally sighed, tipping her feet again to follow. "Maybe that's because they have better stuff to do than kid tricks. Maybe partying in town is better than hanging out in a bunch of old ruins." Shay's eyes flashed. "Or maybe when they do the operation-when they grind and stretch your bones to the right shape, peel off your face and rub all your skin away, and stick in plastic cheekbones so you look like everyone else-maybe after going through all that you just aren't very interesting anymore.

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

That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become.

He thinks Goliath can end the war," Alek managed at last. "The man wants peace!" "As do we all," Count Volger said. "But there are many ways to end a war. Some are more peaceful than others.

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

As a bio major, I figured "free will" meant chemicals in your brain telling you what to do, the molecules bouncing around in a way that felt like choosing but was actually the dance of little gears--neurons and hormones bubbling up into decisions like clockwork. You don't use your body; it uses you.

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

you dont see me, now you do, but only if i want you to

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

Irony is always the best weapon against fascism.

It's not the way Zane looks, David," she said, her voice trembling with anger. "It's because he makes me bubbly, and because we took a lot of risks together. It could just as easily be me lying there, and he would stay with me if it was." "It's just programming!" "No. It's because I love him.

It's just the way things are." she shrugged. "It's no one's fault." "Or everyone's.

Dess shook her head. "Before he walked off, Rex said for you to wait. He said it's totally important you don't touch Angie until he comes back. and he said that if you were a pain about it, I get to hit you with that." She pointed to where the darkling had flung Flabbergasted Supernumerary Mathematician, its tip blackened by ichor and fire. "So, go ahead.

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

Did you really think I was too fragile to know what Deryn was?" "Fragile?" Volger looked about. "I hadn't thought so, but now I find you brooding in a bathroom. This doesn't speak well of your sturdiness.

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

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.