The Internet is global and seemingly omniscient, while iPods and phones are all microscopic workings encased in plastic blobjects. Compare that to a steam engine, where you can watch the pistons move and feel the heat of its boilers. I think we miss that visceral appeal of the machine.
Fuzzy Tally is no more.
She carried a knife inside of herself now, one that was always cutting her. She could feel it every time she swallowed, every time her thoughts strayed from the splendor of the wild.
Did you really think I was too fragile to know what Deryn was?" "Fragile?" Volger looked about. "I hadn't thought so, but now I find you brooding in a bathroom. This doesn't speak well of your sturdiness.
Sometimes the facts in my head get bored and decide to take a walk in my mouth. Frequently this is a bad thing.
I'm Tally Youngblood. Make me pretty." -Tally Youngblood
I kissed him once," she whispered. "Well done. What did he do?" "Um..." Deryn sighed. "He woke up.
Probably? So you're asking me to trust my life to steel wool and peanut butter?" "Poisoned peanut butter." "Cal, I don't care if it's nuclear peanut butter.
A little drama wins more friends than boring.
People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.
maybe when you look at your face 50 times its really not that interesting anymore
Never bored on a hoverboard.
I'm not sure what I am anymore... Sometimes I think I'm nothing but what other people have done to me―a big collection of brainwashing, surgeries, and cures... That, and all the mistakes I've made. All the people I've disappointed.
This is the power of the Goliath, that no one on earth, Clanker or Darwinist, can escape. So we all must learn to share the globe, or perish together!
I'm not the one going for a biology degree. I'm just a philosophy major who eats people.
Perhaps Clankers and Darwinists would always be at war, if only in their hearts.
When she awoke, the world was on fire.
Dess shook her head. "Before he walked off, Rex said for you to wait. He said it's totally important you don't touch Angie until he comes back. and he said that if you were a pain about it, I get to hit you with that." She pointed to where the darkling had flung Flabbergasted Supernumerary Mathematician, its tip blackened by ichor and fire. "So, go ahead.
Dude, I just watched you climb up a f*cking building!-Lace
He and I have this... personality conflict. Namely, I think he should get a new one.
The world rests upon a turtle, which itself stands on the back of an elephant!” Alek tried not to laugh. “Then what does the elephant stand on, madam?” “Don’t try to be clever, young man.” She narrowed her eyes. “It’s elephants all the way down!
All that glitters is not hovery.
Two weeks of killer sunburn is worth a lifetime of being gorgeous
Irony is always the best weapon against fascism.
When the term "machine gun" enters common parlance, the word "machine" becomes much more sinister.
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