Quotes from Scott Westerfeld

I moved to New York when I was 21 or 22 as a graduate fellow.

You see, freedom has a way of destroying things.

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

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

When she awoke, the world was on fire.

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

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!

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.

I love you all. But it's time to say good-bye, for now. be careful with the world, or the next time we meet, it might get ugly. -Tally Youngblood

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

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

What happens when perfection isn't good enough?

Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood," she said. "make me pretty.

Having a brain hurt so much sometimes.

The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.

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

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.

Maybe they didn't want you to realize that every civilization has its weakness. There's always one thing we depend on. And if someone takes it away all that's left is some story in a history class.

You are so... 11:59

Her only way home was to betray her friend.

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.

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

Maybe this was how you stayed sane in wartime: a handful of noble deeds amid the chaos.

And over all those sleepy weeks, the dream always ended the same way, with the dragon coming for the princess saying the same words every time.... "Face it, Tally-wa, you're Special.