Scott Westerfeld Quotes

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

Would the hydrogen catch fire? Alek grasped the edge of the window, hardly feeling the broken glass against his palms. Deryn he sobbed. Anything but this.

About Author

Scott David Westerfeld (born May 5, 1963) is an American writer of young adult fiction, best known as the author of the Uglies and the Leviathan series.

I swallowed my screams whole. They went down my throat as sharp-cornered and cold as ice cubes.

I wonder why they never come back, Shay said. Just to visit. Tally swallowed. Because we’re so ugly, Skinny, that’s why.

I would have killed him to save the Leviathan. To save you. He put his hands on her shoulders. It was the only thing in my mind, when it came time to choose – that I couldn’t lose you. That’s when I k...

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

«Be', potete anche non crederci, ma la gente si metteva davvero in maschera», rispose Rex. «Ma il rituale più importante consisteva nell'accendere dei falò. Bruciavano tutto quello che potevano, persi...

If a meteor falls in the forest and no one realizes it, does it end the war?

If you see everything through hovercams and feed stories, you wind up blind to what's right in front of you.

In a novel you always knew the moment when something Happened, when someone Changed. But real life was full of gradual, piecemeal, continuous transformation. It was full of accidents and undefineables...

In the blue time, math kicked ass.-Dess

Keep challenging the gods

Miss Rogers waved a hand. But Mr. Hearst just wants a dramatic story. If the rebels destroy us, he'll get no story at all! Aye, but has anyone explained that to the barking rebels? These are rebels,...

Ninety-nine percent of humanity had had something done to their brains, and only a few people in the world knew exactly what. •

Everyone in the city is manipulated. The purpose of everything we’re taught is to make us afraid of change.

The guy walking past was wearing a shit five sizes too big (innovated by gangbangers to hide guns in their waistbands), shorts down below his knees (innovated by surfers to keep their thighs from gett...

The scent of a faraway place lay on my skin.

There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion. —Francis Bacon, Essays, Civil and Moral, Of Beauty

This is the power of the Goliath, that no one on earth, Clanker or Darwinist, can escape. So we all must learn to share the globe, or perish together!

We all steal, Standerson said. The trick is to steal from regular people, not other novelists.