Scott Westerfeld

I love my virginity to the apocalypse.

Maybe they__e not as mindless as we thought, or so dedicated to turning every last human into one of them. Like Kalyn says, they were just bored, waiting for something better to happen.And that better thing is us.

I'm a girl."When Deryn opened her eyes, the lady boffin was staring at her with no change of expression. "Indeed," she

Weird, even for one of us. Or maybe she's worse.""Worse how?""Normal.

A milli-Helen is enough beauty to launch exactly one ship

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

I can__ imagine anything worse than being required to have fun.

Deryn put her own arms around herself, but it didn't feel the same."Barking spiders," she muttered softly,

History would indicate that the majority of people have always been sheep.

Barking hard work, being a boy.

Her only way home was to betray her friend.

Once we turn, it__ new pretty, middle pretty, late pretty._ Shay dropped her arms, and her board stopped drifting. __hen dead pretty.

Tally wondered if you could talk somebody out of their brain damage.

The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of course, Tally thought, you__ have to feed your cat only salmon-flavored cat food for a while, to get the pinks right.

All that glitters is not hovery.

Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.

Assisted him? Dylan made the repairs. I only fell and hit my head, from what I can recall. Yes, I make excellent deadweight.

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 wasn't brave enough to say the words. "It's been a long night. That's all."He smiled back. "Don't worry, it won't last forever.