I wouldn't say design has become strictly functional. A lot of cars these days look downright comic book to me, and the info-gadgets with which late industrial people spend the most time - phones, mus...
Tally, do you ever suffer from sudden flashes of anger or euphoria, countersocial impulses, or feelings of superiority?
Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. I'm Tally Youngblood, she said. make me pretty.
She needed Andrew Simpson Smith, it was that simple. And he had spent his life training to help people like her. Gods. Okay, Andrew. But let's leave today. I'm in a hurry.Of course. Today. He stroked...
It helps to be with people who remember you, and who still think about you.
If they were meant to really be together, why had they been born a prince and a commoner? And if they weren’t, why did she feel this way inside?
I've learned a lot about stage-managing for illustration. Sometimes you have to delete characters from a scene just to keep from overcrowding the image. I've also learned to making big-scale design de...
The world needed more fireworks- especially now that there was going to be a shortage of beautiful, useless things.
Some mornings when I wake up, it takes a long time to remember who I am. Like, it takes a while for everything that's happened in last month to download into my brain. It's nice, not knowing. Even if...
Over his years of helping runaways to find the Smoke, David had encountered wild animals, forest fires, and bio-engineered poisonous plants. But nothing was more dangerous than a city afraid of change...
Inattaccabile. Inoppugnabile. Perfettissima.
God, you mean I lost my virginity to the apocalypse?Morgan sighed again. The whole thing was really embarrassing; my parents sent me to Brooklyn when they found out. She shrugged. I thought I’d be saf...
But I feel more real when I'm around her. Like I'm not fading.
You don't look very happy."Tally tried to smile. David had shared his biggest secret with her; she should tell him hers. But she wasn't brave enough to say the words. "It's been a long night. That's a...
—Al hacerte perfecto, tu aspecto no es lo único que cambia —concluyó Tally.—No —convino David—. También lo hace tu pensamiento.
Your personality - the real you inside - was the price of beauty.
You don't know what it's like, when your best friend disappears.
She was a soldier, not some girl twisting her skirts at a village dance.
She smiled, turning toward Alek. You don't know what a friend you have in Dylan.
She had changed the arc of her own story, merely by typing a couple of thousand words each day for thirty days.