Pretties Quotes

“What happens when perfection isn't good enough?”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Everyone in the world was programmed by the place they were born, hemmed in by their beliefs, but you had to at least try to grow your own brain.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“And over all those sleepy weeks, the dream always ended the same way, with the dragon coming for the princess saying the same words every time....
"Face it, Tally-wa, you're Special.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“With everything so perfect, reality seemed somehow fragile, as if the slightest interruption could imperil her pretty future... all of it felt as tenuous as a soap bubble, shivering and empty.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Their reasons don't mean anything unless I have a choice.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Left alone, human beings are a plague. They multiply relentlessly, consuming every resource, destroying everything they touch.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“At least one thing was consistent about her life: It just kept on getting more complicated.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Sometimes it felt like her life was a series of falls from ever-greater heights.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Being pretty-minded is simply the natural state for most people. They want to be vapid and lazy and vain . . . and selfish. It only takes a twist to lock in that part of their personalities.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she in fact was still beautiful... or if the fall had changed the story completely.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“...humanity is a disease, a cancer on the body of the world.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“It's not the way Zane looks, David," she said, her voice trembling with anger. "It's because he makes me bubbly, and because we took a lot of risks together. It could just as easily be me lying there, and he would stay with me if it was."
"It's just programming!"
"No. It's because I love him.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“My name is tally youngblood and my mind is very ugly”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“It's just programming"
"No. It's because I love him”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“But it's always taking a risk, when you ... kiss someone new.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“So, there was this beautiful princess.
She was locked in a high tower(...)She was stuck up there(...)So the only thing was to jump.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Nature was tough, it could be dangerous, but unlike Dr. Cable or shay, or peris-unlike people in general-it made sense. The problems it threw at you could be solved rationally.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Bubbly is bogus.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“You and David could both be right. 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."-Zane”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“The beauty of the world…has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.
—Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own (part 3, Pretties)”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“So, there was this beautiful princess.
She was locked in a high tower, one whose smart walls had cleaver holes in them that could give her anything: food, a clique of fantastic friends, wonderful clothes. And, best of all, there was this mirror on the wall, so that the princess could look at her beautiful self all day long.
The only problem with the tower was that there way no way out. The builders had forgotten to put in an elevator, or even a set of stairs. She was stuck up there.
One day, the princess realized that she was bored. The view from the tower--gentle hills, fields of white flowers, and a deep, dark forest--fascinated her. She started spending more time looking out the window than at her own reflection, as is often the case with troublesome girls.
And it was pretty clear that no prince was showing up, or at least that he was really late.
So the only thing was to jump.
The hole in the wall gave her a lovely parasol to catch her when she fell, and a wonderful new dress to wear in the fields and forest, and a brass key to make sure she could get back into the tower if she needed to. But the princess, laughing pridefully, tossed the key into the fireplace, convinced she would never need to return to the tower. Without another glance in the mirror, she strolled out onto the balcony and stepped off into midair.
The thing was, it was a long way down, a lot farther than the princess had expected, and the parasol turned out to be total crap. As she fell, the princess realized she should have asked for a bungee jacket or a parachute or something better than a parasol, you know?
She struck the ground hard, and lay there in a crumpled heap, smarting and confused, wondering how things had worked out this way. There was no prince around to pick her up, her new dress was ruined, and thanks to her pride, she had no way back into the tower.
And the worst thing was, there were no mirrors out there in the wild, so the princess was left wondering whether she in fact was still beautiful . . . or if the fall had changed the story completely.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“She couldn't disappoint the whole village. There were no wallscreens here, no newsfeeds or satellites bands, and touring soccer teams were no doubt few and far between. (...), that made stories a valuable commodity, and it probably wasn't very often that a stranger dropped in from the sky.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“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...”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“She needed Andrew Simpson Smith, it was that simple. And he had spent his life training to help people like her. Gods.
"Okay, Andrew. But let's leave today. I'm in a hurry."
"Of course. Today." He stroked the place where his slight beard was beginning to grow. "These ruins where your friends are waiting? Where are they?"
Tally glances up at the sun, still low enough to indicate the eastern horizon. After a moment's calculation, she pointed off to the northwest, back toward the city and beyond that, the Rusty Ruins. "About a week's walk that way."
"A week?"
"That means seven days."
"Yes, I know the gods' calendar," he said huffily. "But a whole week?"
"Yeah. That's not so far, is it?" The hunters had been tireless on their march the night before.
He shook his head, an awed expression on his face. "But that is beyond the edge of the world.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Maybe she still was a pretty-head, making up irrational stories about the empty forest. The longer she stayed alone out here, the more Tally understood why the Rusties and their predecessors had believed in invisible beings, praying to placate spirits as they trashed the natural world around them.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Fuzzy Tally is no more.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“It's exciting. But you can't keep fighting the way things are forever.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“A milli-Helen is enough beauty to launch exactly one ship”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“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.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties

“Everyone in the world was programmed by the place they were born, hemmed in by their beliefs, but you had to at least try to grow your own brain. Otherwise, you might as well be living on a reservation, worshipping a bunch of bogus gods.”
― Scott Westerfeld, Pretties