“I knew what she was asking, of course. I'd been asking it myself a moment before. But I wasn't sure how you… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
With everything so perfect, reality seemed somehow fragile, as if the slightest interruption could imperil her pretty future... all of it felt… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
“She needed Andrew Simpson Smith, it was that simple. And he had spent his life training to help people like her. Gods.… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
maybe when you look at your face 50 times its really not that interesting anymore — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
I love you all. But it's time to say good-bye, for now. be careful with the world, or the next time we… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
“I would have killed him to save the Leviathan. To save you.” He put his hands on her shoulders. “It was the… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
That letter was your whole future, you daft prince." "It was my past. I lost that the night my parents died. But… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
“The moment her feet touched the floor, a chill ran up her spine. She was standing on her sweatshirt, which lay next… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
“He shook with another sob, sinking to one knee and realizing that the survival of that one ship – one girl, really… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“Weird, even for one of us. Or maybe she's worse." "Worse how?" "Normal.” — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood," she said. "make me pretty. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
Out here, you find out that the city fools you about how things really work. — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
