Scott Westerfeld is a New York Times bestselling author of YA. He is best known for the Uglies and Leviathan series. His current series, IMPOSTORS, returns to the world of Uglies.
The next book in that series, MIRROR'S EDGE, comes out April 6, 2021.
“maybe when you look at your face 50 times its really not that interesting anymore”
“Never bored on a hoverboard.”
“Once you told yourself a story enough times, it was so easy to keep on believing it.”
“Dying is one of those things that can’t be fixed. Not by talking about it, not with all the brain surge in the world.”
“Sooner or later usually means too late”
“I feel like sometimes my best friend is not my best friend but my mortal enemy”
“Frighteningly Beautiful, Dangerously Strong, Breathtakingly Fast.Face it Tally-wa you're special...”
“With everything so perfect, reality seemed somehow fragile, as if the slightest interruption could imperil her pretty future... all of it felt as tenuous as a soap bubble, shivering and empty.”
“Out here, you find out that the city fools you about how things really work.”
“Maybe they didn't want you to realize that every civilization has its weakness. There's always one thing we depend on. And if someone takes it away all that's left is some story in a history class.”
“And a special thanks for not burning up the whole ship. Including yourself, you daft bum-rag.”
“What happens when perfection isn't good enough?”
“Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.”
“I love my virginity to the apocalypse.”
“The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit.”
“Now,young lady,I suppose you're here for a work assignment."Work?" Tally said.They both looked down at her puzzled expression, and Shay burst into laughter.”
“The very idea of making shoes by hand boggled her mind.”
“Her only way home was to betray her friend.”
“When she awoke, the world was on fire.”
“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!”
“Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.”
“You fiddle lucker!' she cried.”
“Tally, do you ever suffer from sudden flashes of anger or euphoria, countersocial impulses, or feelings of superiority?”
“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 everybody else- maybe after going through all that you just aren't very interesting anymore. -Shay, Uglies”
“Cure for writer's block: blow something up(in the story)”
“Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.”
“You are so... 11:59”
“She looked at David closely, and the feeling was still there. She could see that his forehead was too high, that a small scar cut a white stroke through his eyebrow. And his smile was pretty crooked, really. But it was as if something had changed inside Tally's head, something that had turned his face pretty to her.”
“Gravity was something you could beat; all it took was hydrogen, hot air, or even a bit of rope. But being a girl was a miserable, never-ending struggle.”
“You know,' I called, 'you're the one that's going to have to explain to Max how you got your blender back.'I'll tell him I astral-projected. Butt-head.”
“I'll tell him I astral-projected. Butt-head. ”
“Fifteen!" Dess's distant cry reached him. "Where the hell are you, Rex? Ten. You're-an-idiot-nine, get-back-here-eight, you-dimwit-seven...”
“Fine. Seer knows best, even if he is nuts. Maybe I can stand to wait a few more... whoa. What the hell happened to my car?-Melissa”
“Dess shook her head. "Before he walked off, Rex said for you to wait. He said it's totally important you don't touch Angie until he comes back. and he said that if you were a pain about it, I get to hit you with that." She pointed to where the darkling had flung Flabbergasted Supernumerary Mathematician, its tip blackened by ichor and fire. "So, go ahead.”
“In the blue time, math kicked ass.-Dess”
“Wow," came a familiar voice, "Hypochondriac killed the cat." -Dess”
“Apparently textbooks were an endangered species here in Bixby, Oklahoma. ”
“Maybe kissing is sort of like nature's coffee. -Jonathan”
“Maybe this was how you stayed sane in wartime: a handful of noble deeds amid the chaos. ”
“I'd watched too many schoolmates graduate into mental institutions, into group homes and jails, and I knew that locking people up was paranormal - against normal, not beside it. Locks didn't cure; they strangled.”
“Sometimes the facts in my head get bored and decide to take a walk in my mouth. Frequently this is a bad thing.”
“People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.”
“It's amazing how quickly nature consumes human places after we turn our backs on them. Life is a hungry thing.”
“Not everything made you stronger. It was possible to survive, yet still be crippled for your trouble. Sometimes it was okay to run away, to skip the test, to chicken out. Or at least to get some help.”
“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 to provide the laugh track.”
“I expect that you must receive top marks at school, young lady."Madeleine smiled as she stirred her tea. "There are always rewards for those who state the obvious frequently and with conviction.”
“There was a species of middle pretty who smiled at everything: happy smile, disappointed smile, you're-in-trouble smile.”
“My name is tally youngblood and my mind is very ugly”
“Your personality - the real you inside - was the price of beauty.”
“Yes. What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.”