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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, Mr. Sharp." "Aye, and what exactly was it?" "Curiosity." Lilit smiled. "And as I said, you're quite a dashing boy." "But I'm pretty sure Alek doesn't want a dashing boy!" "You can't be sure until you ask." Deryn sh..
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Maybe the natural world wasn't so jaw-droppingly horrible, appaling, nasty, vile. Sometimes nature could be quite sweet, really, as delicate as a confused and horny butterfly.
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This beauty would remain whether he was here to see it or not.
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I took a rant-sized breath.
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She turned to Frizz. "So you understand the problem? You can't let Tally know about Radical Honesty. There's no telling what she'll do if she finds out you could ruin her plans."
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humor
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Lace: "Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire?" Cal: "Um, maybe?"
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scott-westerfeld
peeps
lace
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The Shrink always warned me that carriers stay wracked with lifelong guilt. It's not an uplifting thing having turned lovers into monsters. We feel bad that we haven't turned into monsters ourselves--survivor's guilt, that's called. And we feel a bit stupid that we didn't notice our own symptoms earlier. I mean, I'd been sort of wondering why the Atkins diet was giving me night vision. But that hadn't seemed like something to worry about...
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funny
humor
ombies
parasites
guilt
vampires
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She was a soldier, not some girl twisting her skirts at a village dance.
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love
soldier
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Two weeks of killer sunburn is worth a lifetime of being gorgeous
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Once there was a girl named Riley, the story began. Her heart was a secret garden, its stone walls cracked and weathered. And it was hungry. p160
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peeps cant turn into anything smaller than what they are. where would the extra mass go
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He shook with another sob, sinking to one knee and realizing that the survival of that one ship - one girl, really - had been for a moment more important than the war itself, or a city's millions. Then the wind shifted, and Alek breathed in the burnt-meat smells that filled the room behind him. Important enough for him to kill a man, it seemed.
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There was a long pause. "Um, I'm afraid I don't know the word in English." "The word for what?" "I just said I don't *know* it!"
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deryn
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but loving had left her skinless.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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The universe is math on fire.
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universe
theory
numbers
fire
math
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Blurbs don't work anymore!" was another. "You should make sure that the quotable lines of dialogue in your book never exceed a hundred and forty characters!" seemed at best debatable."
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Scott Westerfeld |
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I would have killed him to save the Leviathan. To save you." He put his hands on her shoulders. "It was the only thing in my mind, when it came time to choose - that I couldn't lose you. That's when I knew." --
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Scott Westerfeld |
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By plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. --Rabindranath Tagore, "Stray Birds"
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Scott Westerfeld |
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But it wasn't any of those reasons that had set her on this course, Deryn knew. Alek was here in the city and needed help. Perhaps it was daft to risk everything for some barking prince, a boy who didn't even know she was a girl. But it was no more daft than Alek walking across a glacier to assist a wounded enemy airship, was it?
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Your public-spiritedness is appreciated, I assure you.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Nature, at least, didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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If they were meant to really be together, why had they been born a prince and a commoner? And if they weren't, why did she feel this way inside?
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Deryn was quite astounding, really, and entirely worth throwing away an empire for.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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For me, writing's the only thing that's always real. I've never regretted a day I wrote a good scene, whatever else I screwed up that day. That's what's fucking real.
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If a meteor falls in the forest and no one realizes it, does it end the war?
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Alek coughed politely, "If I promise to avoid funny business, could you perhaps remove this knife from my throat?"
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funny
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Her parents didn't understand that braille meant big clunky books that marked you as different, while audiobooks live invisibly on your phone and text-to-speech gave you the whole damn internet.
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margo-lanagan
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Adulation is like rain. You can only get so wet.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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A milli-Helen is enough beauty to launch exactly one ship
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mythology
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Scott Westerfeld |
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She laughed and broke into a run, racing out to grab handfuls of raindrops from the air, all alone in a world of diamonds.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Controlling someone by changing their brain is like trying to stop a hovercar by digging a ditch. If they think hard enough, they can fly right over.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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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."
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humour
deryn
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Nate liked money. It was a sleek and clever invention, beautiful in the way it lubricated power and focused people's attention. But it had a clumsy, brutal side, too. Money bludgeoned people without it into silence, shut them away in neighborhoods like this.
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Nice concept. But is it a trilogy or a tweet?" "I can't tell any more." --
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Scott Westerfeld |
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The scent of a faraway place lay on my skin.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Weird, even for one of us. Or maybe she's worse.
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secret
midnighters
the
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She thought of the orchids spreading across the plains below, choking the life out of the other plants, out of the soil itself, selfish and unstoppable.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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No one owns the sunset,
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Scott Westerfeld |
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If you threaten Deryn Sharp again, Volger - in any way at all - I'm done with you.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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La naturaleza, al menos, no necesitaba de operaciones para ser bella. Simplemente lo era.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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From now on, no one rewires my mind but me.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Looking for a thousand years is worth it, if in the end you find what you need.
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sadness
inspirational
succeed
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Mindy had explained that a lot of things had ghosts, not just people. Animals, machines, even things as vast as a paved-over forest or as humble as the smell of good cooking could leave traces of themselves behind. The world was haunted by the past.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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How come you forget English when you swear?
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