Scott Westerfeld Quotes
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What if destiny doesn't care?
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It's just been a long week, that's all." "It's monday night, Jess." "My point exactly.
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You're splitting?" "No sh*it, Sherlock.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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But you weren't born expecting that kind of beauty in everyone, all the time. You just got programmed into thinking anything else is ugly.
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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!
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Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.
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When she awoke, the world was on fire.
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Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.
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Irony is always the best weapon against fascism.
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What about a hoverboard?" "It's waiting on the roof, of course." Dr. Cable snorted. "What is it about you miscreants and those things?
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All that glitters is not hovery.
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The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.
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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.
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You young things are too easily persuaded by the touch of lips.
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Reality had no gears, and you never knew what surprises would come spinning out of its chaos.
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I'm Tally Youngblood. Make me pretty." -Tally Youngblood
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Never bored on a hoverboard.
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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.
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That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become.
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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.
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Listen, you bubblehead-up-until-five-minutes-ago.