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…but she does not know whom she wishes to catch, only that she wishes to catch someone, anyone, to be anchored, to be connected, to not be abandoned.
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No one says a word that has not been spoken a thousand times before, a thousand thousand times, and even the first of those was a repetition of words that came before.
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Accuracy is next to godliness.
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I thought: this is how you make a human being. A human being is beautiful and sick. A human being glitters and starves.
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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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He had not guessed how much of the body of a Quest was simply walking.
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It's easier to use somebody if you can think of them as mute and dumb and made for your pleasure.
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Maidens stand still, they are lovely statues and all admire them. Witches do not stand still. I was neither, but better that I err on the side of witchery, witchery that unlocks towers and empties ships.
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War must always be done out of sight, it shocks people and they stop immediately.
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She wasn’t angry. You can’t get angry just because the world’s so much bigger than you and you’re stuck in it.
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A prophetic world that can never come true.
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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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"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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If one did not have at least a little luck, one would never survive childhood. But luck can be spent, like money; and lost, like a memory; and wasted, like a life.
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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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All hands drowned, except the Red Hound of Mykenos, who bit the sea until it spit him back.
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... but as has been said, September read often, and liked it best when words did not pretend to be simple, but put on their full armor and rode out with colors flying.
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All jobs are odd, or they would be games or naps or picnics.
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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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Doors opened at seven, the show started at eight. In pubs and clubs and house parties across the galaxy, the viewers at home were drunk by six.
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I belong in the refrigerator. Because the truth is, I'm just food for a superhero. He'll eat up my death and get the energy he needs to become a legend.
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I chose you," he said simply. "All of the fish of me turned toward you at once.
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Everything good in the world has feathers and wings and claws.
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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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