there was a beautiful princess with a prince kissing her lips only the prince was totally ugly — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
Frighteningly Beautiful, Dangerously Strong, Breathtakingly Fast. Face it Tally-wa you're special... — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
That's how things were out here in the wild, she was learning. Dangerous or beautiful. Or both. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
So, there was this beautiful princess. She was locked in a high tower(...)She was stuck up there(...)So the only thing was to… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
The world needed more fireworks- especially now that there was going to be a shortage of beautiful, useless things. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
“The physical beauty…also cleared her mind of worries. Every day seemed to change the mountain, the sky, and the surrounding valleys, making… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
“That's the worst thing they do to you, to any of you. Whatever those brain lesions are all about, the worst damage… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
“She thought of the orchids spreading across the plains below, choking the life out of the other plants, out of the soil itself, selfish… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
The Rusty Ruins were the remains of an old city, a hulking reminder of back when there'd been way too many people, and everyone… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
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… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
And you've actually watched it yourself?' I asked. 'Willingly?' Sure. I had to see it, you know? Besides we should be safe. Only one… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
“Sure, zombies can “be a metaphor.” They can represent the oppressed, as in Land of the Dead, or humanity’s feral nature, as in 28… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
“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… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
“Weird, even for one of us. Or maybe she's worse." "Worse how?" "Normal.” — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood," she said. "make me pretty. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
Out here, you find out that the city fools you about how things really work. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
“Growing up like rewriting is simply admitting how clueless you were not so long ago.” — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
“The beauty of the world…has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. —Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share
