Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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Everything in the universe has rhythm. Everything pulses to a beat laid down by the Big Bang. Everything feels the drumline of creation from star to sex to song.
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These words were small and they only meant what they said, not how they felt before he said them. He nearly wept with the frustration of it.
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A mother's like a poison made for only one soul.
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But you like him already, I can tell. Even though we showed our teeth and were very clear about his being wicked.
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She did not want to read this book from start to finish, or rather, she thought perhaps it did not want her to. Instead she practiced the art of bibliomancy, trusting the book to show her what it wanted her to know.
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When the world loses its fucking mind and turns on you like a stupid feral cat you thought was tame, it happens. Everyone does the long, woozy whistle, and keel over.
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Falling in love is embarrassing. It is not hardcore. It is not part of the scene.
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She is dead. Almost certainly dead. Nearly conclusively dead. She is, at the very least, not answering her telephone.
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One doesn’t behave at all the same way to a grandfather as to a bosom friend, to a professor as to a curious niece.
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You will live as you live in any world...With difficulty, and grief.
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Flowers are always more serious than they appear.
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It tasted like a shade of white near blue; it tasted like the idea of pearls; it tasted like a memory nearly grasped but lost at the last moment.
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Bad luck relies absolutely on perfect timing
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...her cry is a hook and it catches me in the throat.
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What matters is entertainment. Eternity takes forever. The infinite expanse of time just does not know when to quit. The dead fear boredom the way mortals fear death.
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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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In both marriage and war you must cut up the things people say like a cake and eat only what you can stomach.
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. . .building is medicine for free.
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Old things have strange hungers.
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People who share a secret share a heart.
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That's your first hint that something's alive. It says no.
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I got a heart like a half bottle of no-label whiskey. Nothing to brag on, but enough for you, and all your friends, too.
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I ate all of my husbands. First I ate their love, then their will, then their despair, and then I made pies of their bodies – and those bodies were so dear to me!
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The best way to be the kind of girl you want to be is to do what that girl would do.