Ring around the rosie. A pocket full of posie. Ashes ashes, we all fall down. Some people say that this poem is about the Black Death, the fourteenth-century plague that killed 100-million people... Sadly, though, most experts think this is nonsense... How can I be so sure about this rhyme when all the experts disagree? Because I ate the kid who made it up.
Making ourselves feel ugly is not fun." "We are ugly. - Scott Westerfeld
Making ourselves feel ugly is not fun." "We are ugly.
- Scott Westerfeld
Luckily for writers - and unluckily for history - every scientific idea creates human conflict. - Scott Westerfeld
Luckily for writers - and unluckily for history - every scientific idea creates human conflict.
Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was. - Scott Westerfeld
Nature didn't need an operation to be beautiful. It just was.
Reality had no gears, and you never knew what surprises would come spinning out of its chaos. - Scott Westerfeld
Reality had no gears, and you never knew what surprises would come spinning out of its chaos.
The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them. - Scott Westerfeld
The flowers were so beautiful, so delicate and unthreatening, but they choked everything around them.
One of the most common questions writers are asked is "Where do you get your ideas?" But the sad truth is, we don't know. Ideas can come at any time … - Scott Westerfeld
One of the most common questions writers are asked is "Where do you get your ideas?" But the sad truth is, we don't know. Ideas can come at any time …
Ah. So he's forgotten the most important rule of warfare. Which is... That nothing ever goes to plan. - Scott Westerfeld
Ah. So he's forgotten the most important rule of warfare. Which is... That nothing ever goes to plan.
In a world of extreme beauty, anyone normal is ugly. - Scott Westerfeld
In a world of extreme beauty, anyone normal is ugly.
Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch. - Scott Westerfeld
Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.
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