Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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No one cared who they'd been before, or even who they were now. Sometimes it felt like they lived at the bottom of the world. People at the bottom of the world mind their business, mostly.
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Slowly, without taking his eyes from hers, the man in the black coat knelt before her. “I have come for the girl in the window,” he said, and his eyes filled with tears.
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Oh, aren't you just the rottenest wet blanket whoever spoiled a sport.
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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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Be my friend and love me, for the world is terrible lonely and I am sad.
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The nearness of him crushed her, like being held by the sun.
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Endings are rubbish. No such thing. Never has been, never will be. There is only the place where you choose to stop talking. Everything else goes on forever.
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God is a random event, a nexus of pain and pleasure and making and breaking.
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We are a Body of contradiction, flesh-full and fleshless.
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September shut her eyes several times and opened them again, just to be sure, just to be certain she was back in Fairyland, that she wasn’t simply knocked silly by her fall.
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This is what comes of having a heart, even a very small and young one. It causes no end of trouble, and that’s the truth.
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Men die. It's practically what they're for.
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A ring don’t make a bride, that’s all.
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"I do believe everyone in Fairyland-Below is royalty!" September exclaimed. "Queens and Princes and Vicereines and Emperors - it's like visiting Europe!
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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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No one’s good just from being born any place
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People who share a secret share a heart.
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That’s what a map is, you know. Just a memory.
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Everything in the world, it turns out, is escapable except economy.
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Autumn has a hungry heart - September is the beginning of death.
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You are not the chosen one, September. Fairyland did not choose you – you chose yourself.
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Check your pockets, my chimney-child.
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It is well known that reading quickens the growth of a heart like nothing else.
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Anything is a poem if you say it often enough.