Westerfeld Uglies Quotes & Sayings

she'd felt from David was crushed by it. Every day of her life she'd insulted other uglies and had been insulted in return. Fattie, Pig-Eyes, Boney, Zits, Freak - all the names uglies called one another, eagerly and without reserve. But equally, without exception, so that no one felt shut out by some irrelevant mischance of birth. — Scott Westerfeld

The lie took form as she spoke, pulling on as many strands of truth as it could reach. — Scott Westerfeld

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 — Scott Westerfeld

In terms of having a business, I wanted to let it go beyond what my personal taste is. Basically, I'm in a kilt and a white shirt every day. So, you know, I don't have a lot of scope, and I'm really picky about what I wear. — Marc Jacobs

When Tally glanced out at the glowing horizon, her eyes opened wide. She'd never seen dawn from outside the city before. Like most uglies, she was rarely up early enough, and in any case the horizon was always hidden behind the skyline of New Pretty Town. The sight of a real sunrise amazed her. A — Scott Westerfeld

Hi guys the book Im reading right this moment is called Uglies — Scott Westerfeld

Maybe, maybe it's just coincidence he's here. And if it's not a coincidence, then maybe I need to hear what Mr. Creepy has to say? I mean, I could be like, a demon or something. - Aurora — Candace Knoebel

Esse quam videri - "To be, rather than to seem (to be) — Marcus Tullius Cicero

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to. — Scott Westerfeld

When she awoke, the world was on fire. — Scott Westerfeld

Clear-cutting" was the word for what the Rusties had done to the old forests: felling every tree, killing every living thing, turning entire countries into grazing land. Whole rain forests had been consumed, reduced from millions of interlocking species to a bunch of cows eating grass, a vast web of life traded for cheap hamburgers.
"Look, we're not clear-cutting. All we're doing is pulling out the garbage that the Rusties left behend," David said. "It just takes a little surgery to do it. — Scott Westerfeld

Never bored on a hoverboard. — Scott Westerfeld

It's hard to dismiss the obvious symmetry between Longo [Evan Longoria] and the franchise for which he's now the poster-child: for the player, Hondo Junior College to MLB All-Star ... for the team, worst to first. — Tucker Elliot

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. — Scott Westerfeld

That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become. — Scott Westerfeld

Of all the principles I'd learn about story, the idea that a character is what he does remains the hardest to actually live. — Donald Miller

Oh! Thanks for the public service announcement about what not to do in college, Mr. Eighteen-year-old-frat-boy-with-eleventy-billion-'serious'-girlfriends-under-his-belt!
Get in the fucking car. You're a mean drunk.
You haven't seen me mean, mama's boy!
I told you we're close!
Yeah, so are me and my asshole! Doesn't mean I'm going to call it twice a day!
You're a bitch!
Take. Me. Home.
I'd love to, if you'd get in the fucking car! — Jamie McGuire

Whether he came from monkeys or fish is unimportant. The important idea is that when the body became "human" enough, the first human soul slipped into it. I — Garth Stein

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. — Scott Westerfeld

This is how I recognize an authentic poet: by frequenting him, living a long time in the intimacy of his work, something changes in myself, not so much my inclinations or my tastes as my very blood, as if a subtle disease had been injected to alter its course, its density and nature. To live around a true poet is to feel your blood run thin, to dream a paradise of anemia, and to hear, in your veins, the rustle of tears. — Emil Cioran

Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother: I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth. — William Shakespeare

What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful. — Scott Westerfeld

Analysis is like a lobotomy. Who wants to have all their edges shaved off? — David Byrne

The very idea of making shoes by hand boggled her mind. — Scott Westerfeld

Bubbly is bogus. — Scott Westerfeld