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She had changed the arc of her own story, merely by typing a couple of thousand words each day for thirty days.
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NO, WE DO NOT HAVE PENS! Bring your own. You'll need them. You see, like every other department in the city, Records runs on Almighty Forms. There are forms that tell the Night Mayor's office what we hunters are doing - starting an investigation, ending one, or reaching various points along the way. There are forms that make things happen, from installing rat traps to getting lab work done. There are forms with which to requisition peep-hun..
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forms
bureaucracy
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Face it, Tally-wa, you're Special.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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There is no excellent beauty that hath not some strangeness in the proportion. --Francis Bacon, Essays, Civil and Moral, "Of Beauty"
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Scott Westerfeld |
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I thought when he learned my secret, he would understand the ally I could be. But instead, he doesn't even know who I am.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Their bodies fit perfectly like this, two continents pulled eons ago but now rejoined.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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But books don't happen by accident.
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writing
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Scott Westerfeld |
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It helps to be with people who remember you, and who still think about you.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Beauty is that Medusa's head Which men go armed to seek and sever. It is most deadly when most dead. And dead will stare and sting forever. --Archibald MacLeish, "Beauty"
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Scott Westerfeld |
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The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Never happens. I've spilled more times than a glass of milk on a roller coaster.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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It's wrong to live in nature, unless you want to live like an animal.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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The guy walking past was wearing a shit five sizes too big (innovated by gangbangers to hide guns in their waistbands), shorts down below his knees (innovated by surfers to keep their thighs from getting sunburned), and oversized shoes (innovated by skaters to save their feet from injury).
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Ignorance doesn't lead to salvation, nor does knowledge pave the way to sin. - Cinda Williams Chima
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salvation
ignorance
knowledge
sin
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The stitches in my forehead itched, loud noises made me jump, and I'd been wearing the same socks for three days in a row. Everyone
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Scott Westerfeld |
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I stayed against the back wall, as far away as I could get. Not just to stay away from the Plague Lady but to be farther away from the weird old dolls that lined the shelves of her office. Real-looking hair sprouted from their crumbling heads and all their faces were painted with smiles. Kids in the old days must have loved nightmares or something.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.
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beauty
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My compliments," Alek said slowly and evenly. "Your contempt was most convincing." "I am your servant."
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Scott Westerfeld |
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And barking famous, these friends are
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Paradigmatica Autorevolezza Extranumerica
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Aspettate un attimo!>>, esclamo all'improvviso Melissa. <>. Rex prese di scatto il foglio e lo tolse dal tavolo. <> Jonathan si fisso con forza sulla sedia. Melissa si fioro di nuovo le tempie nella stessa posizione in cui stava quando era iniziata l'eclissi. Dess cerco di ricordarsi cosa stava facendo - probabilmente guardava Melissa e si chiedeva cosa diavolo avesse da strillare. Si giro verso la Telepate ele ri..
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Be', potete anche non crederci, ma la gente si metteva davvero in maschera>>, rispose Rex. <>. <>, disse Dess. <
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Inattaccabile. Inoppugnabile. Perfettissima.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Maybe human beings are programmed ... to help one another, even to fall in love. But just because it's human nature doesn't make it bad, Tally. Besides, we had a whole city of pretties to choose from, and we chose each other.
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love-quotes
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she wasn't so much a writer as a thief.
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The word "happy" had started to sound wrong in Darcy's head, like a random collection of Scrabble letters. "What about"
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But somehow her satisfaction never lasted very long. She always found herself changing, pushing against the limits and ruining things for everyone around her. "It's not always my fault," she said softly. "Things just get complicated, sometimes."
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unhappiness
life
tally
fault
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Your first novel is like your first relationship. You won't really understand the decisions you make until years later." She laughed. "And you'll probably screw up the ending."
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The war will end one day. Wars always do.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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But we lost so much in the Prettytime - all the foundations were gone. So we're stuck making it up as we go along!" Tally laughed. "So what else is new, Frizz? Life doesn't come with an instruction manual. So don't tell me that humanity being logic-missing is my fault."
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worldview
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We all steal," Standerson said. "The trick is to steal from regular people, not other novelists."
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Beauty is that Medusa's head Which men go armed to seek and sever. It is most deadly when most dead. And dead will stare and sting forever. --Archibald MacLeish, "Beauty" --
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She scanned the captives, looking for Shay and David. The familiar faces in the crowd were haggard, dirty, crumpled by shock and defeat, but Tally realized that she no longer thought of them as ugly. It was the cold expressions of the Specials, beautiful though they were, that seemed horrific to her now. A
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Yeah, you should have seen your face. Actually, I should have seen your face. Stupid sneak suits.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Doing what you're supposed to do is always boring.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Would the hydrogen catch fire? Alek grasped the edge of the window, hardly feeling the broken glass against his palms. "Deryn" he sobbed. Anything but this."
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Scott Westerfeld |
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and kisses are a better fate than wisdom --e. e. cummings, "since feeling is first"
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Darcy didn't want this interruption to last only a year. She wanted to see how long she could stretch this feeling out. To be dizzy with words again, like in that glorious week at the end of last November when everything had fallen into place. Darcy wanted that feeling not just for a year. She wanted it forever.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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She squeezes my hand, and I feel that certainty I always had as a littlie. That I'm more than expendable. More than a body double.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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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
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Scott Westerfeld |
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There are probably a dozen perfect happy endings you could write. And a thousand bittersweet ones, and at least a million that are gloriously tragic. Alas, you only get to pick one.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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A country with two kings will always falter.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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The world always had more details than you could remember, more than you could even see, and a thousand times more than you could ever write down. You were always deleting and forgetting far more than you could express in words.
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Maybe the trick was not to panic. In life, as in the bewildering business of writing stories and flinging them out into the world, you had to focus on the page in front of you.
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