Quotes from Scott Westerfeld

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

The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.

Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire? Um, maybe?

Never bored on a hoverboard.

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

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

Cure for writer's block: blow something up(in the story)

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

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

I'd watched too many schoolmates graduate into mental institutions, into group homes and jails, and I knew that locking people up was paranormal - against normal, not beside it. Locks didn't cure; they strangled.

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.

Why are you still wearing...? Aya began. Oh, that's not smart plastic? You're really an ugly? David rolled his eyes and Shay said quietly, David's never had any surge at all. But I wouldn't use the word ugly...Tally might eat you.

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

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.

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

Listen, you bubblehead-up-until-five-minutes-ago...

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

I'm a girl. When Deryn opened her eyes, the lady boffin was staring at her with no change of expression. Indeed, she said. Deryn's mouth feel open. You mean you...Did you barking know ? I had no idea at all. But I make it a policy never to appear surprised. Dr. Barlow sighed, staring out the window. Though on this occasion, it is proving rather more demanding than usual. A girl, you say? And you're quite certain?

That's how things were out here in the wild, she was learning. Dangerous or beautiful. Or both.

I know what it's like to be manipulated, Aya-la. And I know what it's like to be in danger. While your city was building you mansions to live in, my friends and I have been protecting this planet. We've spilled more blood than you have flowing in your veins. So don't try to make me feel guilty! -Tally Youngblood, Extras

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

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!

High school wasn't a trial by fire or some ordeal that had to be survived. It was all a big joke. You just had to provide the laugh track.

Yes. What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.