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Perhaps all a Tsaritsa is is a beautiful cold girl in the snow, looking down at someone wretched, and not yielding.
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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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But in the end, all wars are more or less the same. If you dig down through the layers of caramel corn and peanuts and choking, burning death, you’ll find the prize at the bottom and the prize is a question and the question is this: Which of us are people and which of us are meat?
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Everything looks like magic when you don’t understand it.
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A stepmother is like a bullet you can't dig out. She fires true and she fires hot and she fires so quick that her metal hits your body before you even know there's a fight on.
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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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Thing is, just because you make a body shiver don’t make it yours.
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Byron kissed her gloved hand as they stepped lightly round one another. He could dance like rivers could run. No one had ever kissed her hand before. Emily felt like she was going to throw up and like she was flying all at once.
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I know real dirt looks nothing like this. Nothing like soft blood flecked with black bone.
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Do you understand Christ to be more like an ox (excuse us, three oxen) or more like a door?
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Children make prayers so thoughtlessly, building them up like sand castles - and they are always surprised when suddenly the castle becomes real, and the iron gate grinds shut.
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We are halves, but we make an infinite whole.
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She’s an Italian flag in occupied territory, and I fall for her like Paris.
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Just because it's imaginary doesn't mean it isn't real.
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No, love, in real life you can get all the way to death and never have finished one single story.
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Everyone has their invisible cloak of all things past.
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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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You're grown - crooked and backbent, but grown - and it's time to stop hanging your heart on your mother.
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Firebirds are such frustating quarry. One minute it's all fiery tail feathers and red talons and the next, nothing but ash and a sore seat.
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She was a vengeful goddess and her will was absolute.
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Sometimes I worry. Worrying is defined as obsessive examination of one’s own code.
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She sounds like someone who spends a lot of time in libraries, which are the best sorts of people.
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If you have ever seen a falling star, you have seen a Changeling arriving.
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She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.