Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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A prophetic world that can never come true.
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September had no natural defense against lost things, being one herself.
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It is harder, usually, to find a person who wants to walk the streets of me, to taste the teas of my country, to... immigrate, you could say.
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It is true that novelists are shameless and obey no decent law, and they are not to be trusted on any account, but some Mysteries even they must honor.
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You take sides if your smart. Offer up your loyalty cause it's all you've got to trade. Trouble is, most times, when you're looking to sell your soul, nobody's buying. - Radiance
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I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
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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.
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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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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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Everything good in the world has feathers and wings and claws.
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It's Latin, which is an excellent language for mischief-making, which is why governments are so fond of it.
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Thing is, just because you make a body shiver don’t make it yours.
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If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
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Shadows are where magic comes from. Your dark and dancing self, slipping behind and ahead and around, never quite looking at the sun.
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Being on time is a filthy habit practised only by roosters and retirees.
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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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Love me, and I will laugh for you, and if you can make me laugh, my laughter will, quite simply, ransom the whole of the world from death.
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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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I know real dirt looks nothing like this. Nothing like soft blood flecked with black bone.
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Music has more rules than math or magic and it's twice as dangerous as both or either.
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In my experience, folk find it nigh on impossible to call a thing what it is.
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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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He had not guessed how much of the body of a Quest was simply walking.
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'All little girls are terrible,' he admitted finally. 'but the Marquess, at least, has a very fine hat'