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There is no such thing as a good wife or a good husband. Only ones who bide their time.
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The future is a messy, motley business, little girl.
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I have all the books I could need, and what more could I need than books? I shall only engage in commerce if books are the coin.
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But old women faced certain dangers in Fairyland, such as breaking a hip while riding a wild velocipede, or having everyone do what you say just because you had wrinkles.
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War is not for winning, Masha," sighed Koschei, reading the tracks of supply lines, of pincer strategies, over her shoulder. "It is for surviving.
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Metamorphosis is the most profound of all acts.
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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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I began my life as a character in my father's films.
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Do not ruin today with mourning tomorrow.
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Death is not a checkmate…it is more like a carnival trick. You cannot win, no matter how you move your Queen.
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She must protect herself. There would be no one to do it for her. A plan started to prick up its ears inside her, slowly, but getting stronger.
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Will Hilt to hand yet be restored? Take me up, thy mother's sword.
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A child equals the mass of Fairyland times the speed of luck squared.
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Wife sounded like something exciting, something daring, something a bit scoundrelly, like pirate or bandit. And they were bandits, of course.
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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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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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There a difference between having been coded to present a vast set of standardized responses to certain human facial, vocal, and linguistic states and having evolved to exhibit response B to input A in order to bring about a desired social result?
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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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So you don’t love him. Why would you look for love with a man? How could a man ever understand you?
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In my mind I know the name of an ocean the size of everything that was. My mouth can only call it death.
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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 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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A Sibyl is a door shaped like a girl.
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"Don't trust metaphors," the wombat snorted. "If you let things start claiming to mean other things, there's no limit on how many things they can mean!"
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