Scott Westerfeld, Uglies Quotes

What you do, the way you think, makes you beautiful.

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.

The lie took form as she spoke, pulling on as many strands of truth as it could reach.

Perhaps the logical conclusion of everyone looking the same is everyone thinking the same.

When she awoke, the world was on fire.

I spilled more times than a glass of milk on a roller coaster.

The Rusty Ruins were the remains of an old city, a hulking reminder of back when there'd been way too many people, and everyone was incredibly stupid. And ugly.

But you weren't born expecting that kind of beauty in everyone, all the time. You just got programmed into thinking anything else is ugly.

The very idea of making shoes by hand boggled her mind.

We're not freaks, Tally. We're normal. We may not be gorgeous, but at least we're not hyped-up Barbie dolls.

The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of course, Tally thought, you’d have to feed your cat only salmon-flavored cat food for a while, to get the pinks right.

Once we turn, it’s new pretty, middle pretty, late pretty.” Shay dropped her arms, and her board stopped drifting. “Then dead pretty.

Her only way home was to betray her friend.

History would indicate that the majority of people have always been sheep.

Now, young lady, I suppose you're here for a work assignment."Work?" Tally said.They both looked down at her puzzled expression, and Shay burst into laughter.

Tally smiled. At least she was causing trouble to the end. "I'm Tally Youngblood, " she said. "make me pretty.