Quotes about young-adult-science-fiction
Young-adult science fiction is a captivating genre that merges the imaginative wonders of science fiction with the relatable experiences of adolescence. This genre explores themes of identity, growth, and the quest for understanding in a universe filled with possibilities. It often features young protagonists who navigate complex worlds, both real and fantastical, while grappling with the challenges of coming of age. The allure of young-adult science fiction lies in its ability to transport readers to extraordinary realms where they can witness the triumphs and tribulations of characters who are discovering their place in the world.
Quotes from young-adult science fiction resonate deeply because they encapsulate the essence of youthful courage, curiosity, and resilience. They offer glimpses into the minds of characters who dare to dream beyond the stars and challenge the status quo. These quotes inspire readers to reflect on their own journeys, encouraging them to embrace change and pursue their dreams with tenacity. Whether it's the thrill of adventure, the exploration of futuristic technologies, or the profound questions about humanity's future, young-adult science fiction provides a rich tapestry of ideas that captivate the imagination and ignite a sense of wonder.
I’m really sorry, you know,” I say. … “I just wanted to meet you. I didn’t know I’d ruin your whole life.
[Southward and a little westA thousand kilometers at bestHere in Area Fifty-oneIs where they took us, all undone.Other ships are here as wellTheir fate, like ours, is sad to tell.]
There’s a part of me that recognizes him on a cellular level, a part that seeks his comfort and solace, that feels more than comfortable in his arms. And when he stares at me with that deep penetrating gaze of his, my body reacts in all the right, and wrong, ways.
Let me ask you this, Rayne. What do you think the point of the wall is? Segregation of species? Well, it’s more than that. Your kind built it to protect you all from what you’re doing to us. Your world is clean and alive and beautiful I imagine, while ours rains ash from the clouds.
The first time I wanted to break his hand for getting into my pocket. Good thing, I realized just in time that the hand was too small. That time, he got away with five minutes of being mocked and a cuff to the nape. The second time, I ridiculed him for ten minutes and, after hanging a snap, let him go in peace. On all subsequent occasions, he got away with nothing more than a slap.
On that occasion, I was almost beaten to death by the children of some aristocrats who had completely lost their minds from a complete absence of authority in their lives. They would have taken my life if it wasn't for an old man, whose name I still haven't been able to find out.
It was better for me that way because my visits could be more discreet. In a public place that is always crowded, it's hardly likely that anyone would pay attention to a teenager. I could use my 'distraction maneuver' on the surrounding people, and the security guards would not notice it on the cameras.
It's eternal youth, in other words, or old age—depending on what age you decided to 'bookmark.
The chances of the wave hitting you were one to three billion, your soul being disembodied, one to eighteen billion, your survival, one to two million.