Scott Westerfeld
Scott Westerfeld
Scott David Westerfeldis an American writer of young adult fiction...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionYoung Adult Author
Date of Birth5 May 1963
CityDallas, TX
CountryUnited States of America
Scott Westerfeld quotes about
blind okay stills
Okay... That's still blind-making.
stories world forests
Maybe she still was a pretty-head, making up irrational stories about the empty forest. The longer she stayed alone out here, the more Tally understood why the Rusties and their predecessors had believed in invisible beings, praying to placate spirits as they trashed the natural world around them.
soccer team sky
She couldn't disappoint the whole village. There were no wallscreens here, no newsfeeds or satellites bands, and touring soccer teams were no doubt few and far between. (...), that made stories a valuable commodity, and it probably wasn't very often that a stranger dropped in from the sky.
destroying resources left-alone
Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.
arms boards middle
Once we turn, it’s new pretty, middle pretty, late pretty.” Shay dropped her arms, and her board stopped drifting. “Then dead pretty.
names mind ugly
My name is tally youngblood and my mind is very ugly
girl struggle air
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.
nuclear steel asking
Probably? So you're asking me to trust my life to steel wool and peanut butter?" "Poisoned peanut butter." "Cal, I don't care if it's nuclear peanut butter.
splitting
You're splitting?" "No sh*it, Sherlock.
enemy my-best-friend sometimes
I feel like sometimes my best friend is not my best friend but my mortal enemy
talking brain dying
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.
dust mad tears
Lilt pulled away. "I saw what he was doing, so I cleared a path for him. I helped him do it..." She shook her head, tears tracking the dust off her face, and turned to stare at the fallen tower. "Have we all gone mad to want this?
dylan knows
She smiled, turning toward Alek. "You don't know what a friend you have in Dylan.
showing-up late clear
And it was pretty clear that no prince was showing up, or at least that he was really late.