Tahereh Mafi
Young adult fiction forms the core of Tahereh Mafi's work as a novelist — a body of writing that spans science fiction, romance, and children's literature, all composed in English.
Mafi was born on November 9, 1988, in Connecticut, and is a citizen of the United States. She attended University High School and went on to study at Soka University of America. From those beginnings in Connecticut, her career as a writer took shape across several overlapping genres, with young adult fiction as the consistent center of her output.
As a novelist, Mafi works within genres that include science fiction, romance, and children's fiction. Writing for younger audiences has defined her practice, and the combination of speculative and romantic elements has characterized the range of her published work. She writes in English and has built a body of fiction aimed primarily at young adult readers.
Mafi is based in Santa Monica, California, where she continues her work as a novelist and children's writer. Her engagement with young adult fiction — a form that accommodates both science-fictional premises and romantic narrative — represents the sustained focus of her career as a writer working in the United States.
Quotes by Tahereh Mafi
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His eyes are the perfect shade of cobalt, blue like a blossoming bruise, clear and deep and decided.

You’ve been on the edge of insanity your entire life, haven’t you? So many people called you crazy you actually started to believe it. You wondered if they were right. You wondered if you could fix it. You though if you could just try a little harder, be a little better, smarter, nicer – you thought the world would change its mind about you. You blamed yourself for everything.

They say our world used to be green. Our clouds used to be white. Our sun was always the right kind of light.

I follow his eyes to the pane of glass separating us from reality and I wait for his lips to part; I wait to listen to him speak. And then I try to pay attention as his words bounce around in the haze of my head, fogging my senses, misting my eyes, clouding my concentration.





