About Scott Westerfeld: Scott David Westerfeld is an American writer of young adult fiction.
You look beautiful - David
You see, freedom has a way of destroying things.
I guess sometimes you have to lie to find the truth.
What if destiny doesn't care?
Do you love him?” Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. “He makes me feel like that. Like flying.” “Then, you have to tell him.” “I told you, I kissed him!” “It’s hardly the same. I kissed you, after all. That wasn’t love, ...
I'm a girl." When Deryn opened her eyes, the lady boffin was staring at her with no change of expression. "Indeed," she said. Deryn's mouth feel open. "You mean you...Did you barking ?" "I had no idea at all. But I make it a policy never to appear su...
Assisted him? Dylan made the repairs. I only fell and hit my head, from what I can recall. Yes, I make excellent deadweight.
Do you love him?" Deryn swallowed, then pointed at the screen. "He makes me feel like that. Like flying.
He thinks Goliath can end the war," Alek managed at last. "The man wants peace!" "As do we all," Count Volger said. "But there are many ways to end a war. Some are more peaceful than others.
Surely no one would ever use such a weapon against a city." "There are no limits in war," Volger said, still staring out the window.
No matter how far from the war we run, it always catches up with us.
Alek said, "Do you think I'm being a fool?" "I think you're trying to do something good. But doing good is rarely easy, and no weapon has ever stopped a war.
But it won't be much of a battle, will it?" Alek asked. "What can an airship do to a pair of ironclads?" "My guess is, we'll stay absolutely still for an hour. Just so we don't fall into any bad habits.
The best way to know a city is to eat it.
You don't know what it's like, when your best friend disappears.
Looking for a thousand years is worth it, if in the end you find what you need.
But I feel more real when I'm around her. Like I'm not fading.
But books don't happen by accident.
And I kind of love it that you want to know everything.
What did a happy ending even mean in real life, anyway? In stories you simply said, 'They lived happily ever after,' and that was it. But in real life people had to keep on living, day after day, year after year.
First love is amazing and wonderful, but a kind of panic underlies it, a sense of not knowing what you're doing.
