Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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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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Life outraces memory.
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A labyrinth, when it is big enough, is just the world.
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All Librarians are Secret Masters of Severe Magic. Goes with the territory.
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As all mothers know, children travel faster than kisses. The speed of kisses is, in fact, what Doctor Fallow would call a cosmic constant. The speed of children has no limits.
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Breaking things heals a great many hurts. This is why children do it so often.
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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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We always dreamed the same dreams, which was like living twice.
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It is important to announce your intentions at top volume, she thought, or your intentions will think you are ashamed of them.
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The colours of the glass throw blue and green onto her wet cheeks. The sea wind picks up her hair violet electrics snap and sparkle between the strands.
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She leaned in, and kissed her Marid gently, sweetly. She tried to kiss him the way she’d always thought kisses would be. His lips tasted like the sea.
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Didn't you know? All stepmothers are witches. It is our compensation for remaining forever an intruder in another woman's house.
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Perhaps my philosophy is not so sophisticated. It goes: Come inside. I love you. A Whelk's love will grow as big as it's allowed.
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You can be innocent again. It's not true, what they say, that you can never get it back. You can. It's only that most folk cannot be bothered.
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It’s a funny thing. You go your whole life thinking you’re the protagonist, but really, you’re just backstory.
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You can't fix a bad man like a bad staircase.
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Old things have strange hungers.
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Now, in the Kingdom of School, to be asked into another child's room is like being asked inside their heart.
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War must always be done out of sight, or it shocks people and they stop immediately.
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And if they thought her aimless, if they thought her a bit mad, let them. It meant they left her alone. Marya was not aimless, anyway. She was thinking.
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She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat.
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She drank like a Czar and sang like a broken squeezebox and danced like the Sugarplum Fairy cutting loose at last
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She was a vengeful goddess and her will was absolute.
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You can never know how your clock runs. But it does run - and always faster than you think.