Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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She always gave the impression of having accidentally wandered in from a mad scientist’s conference, and felt rather desperate to get back.
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I am the plague which will burn through the marrow of the Anointed City.
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You're grown - crooked and backbent, but grown - and it's time to stop hanging your heart on your mother.
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The Glasshobs built it to keep an eye on the stars, who have a tendency to run off on adventures and forget about how much we down-below folks need to navigate and cast horoscopes and meet lovers on balconies.
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Of late, she had felt coldness in herself, and though she feared it, she loved it too, for it made her strong.
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She was ... unhappy. It was part of her, you could not separate her from it. She was sad the way a horse is strong or a bird flies.
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Tell it fast before you get scared and silence yourself. You’ll never wish you’d held back a little more.
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Chicago at the time owned a lake the size of a sea, several advertising firms, at least six tribes of marauding criminals, healthy herds of sailors grazing free, the first Ferris wheel in all the world, and more wind than it could care for.
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She was determined that I hold this thing inside me like a heart - something irremovable and constant.
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A child equals the mass of Fairyland times the speed of luck squared.
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Decibel Jones sighed and shook his head. Today was fired. Today was well and truly sacked. Today could, in point of fact, fuck all the way off.
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When you are this hungry, you cannot even remember who you used to be, she whispered. Who you might have been, if not for the hunger.
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If the world is divided into seeing and not seeing, Marya thought, I shall always choose to see.
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September waited. She long ago learned that if she waited and blinked and behaved like a pupil, eventually someone would lecture her on something.
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All Librarians are Secret Masters of Severe Magic. Goes with the territory.
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So a half-breed goatsnake, a Yith, and a Ghast walk into a bar.
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How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it.
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You have to be able to see the world as a whole to bear it - to see the Queerness that moves in every bit of Fairyland, how it threads through every heart and field, how we are all bound together up in the Weird Well of the World.
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Oh, come on, you must know ‘Leave It Black.’ I see a black door and I’m extremely satisfied with how it looks?
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How else are you supposed to deal with people who like terrible things? Hit them with a shovel till they stop, that’s how.
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Metamorphosis is the most profound of all acts.
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Don't worry, my little lump of rock. Everybody gets a chance to choose. Or else where would irony come from?
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Nobody came without their sequins roaring.
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September had only had coffee once, when her Aunt Margaret had snuck her a sip while her mother wasn’t looking. It tasted bitter, but wild and strange. She rather wanted to taste it again.