Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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Everyone is a criminal! We are beset on all sides by antirevolutionary forces. Naturally, then, humans fall into three categories: the criminal, the not-yet-criminal, and the not-yet-caught.
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... for my eeries, anything. Anything, forever, always.
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Her father’s shadow looked sadly down at her. “You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won’t forget your war either.
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All things built with tax money are beautiful: so we must think or go mad.
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I looked at this man and thought: Oh, how we are going to hurt each other.
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Opium ain’t got nothing on the promise of tomorrow turning up better than today. Snow
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Luck is a finite and rare substance in the universe, like palladium or cobalt. To use it, you have to take it from somebody else.
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A basic moral imperative is in play here. If you can protect a child, you must.
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Still life is boring. Never stand still! Jumping bean life!
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We think . . . that girls ought to sing. They ought to sing, and dance while they're singing. But we are not girls, and so can be almost certain that we know nothing about the matter.
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For all that they love to make kings, John’s folk seem to have little interest in the actual business of ruling anything. They like to become, they do not like to be.
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She must have cried for some secret amphibian reason. Then her dress caught on fire while they danced, and there was a mess, but that's neither here nor there.
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When little ones say they want to go home, they almost never mean it. They mean they are tired of this particular game and would like to start another.
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Do you know, Masha, how revelation comes? Like death. So sudden, though you knew all along it must occur. A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
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In his own country, Death can be kind.
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And Miss Oleander Coy had herself a blue mouth. Little stains at the edges of her raspberry lips where she put her pen when she was thinking, which was always.
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When you don’t need anything anymore, the only thing you need is stories, and songs, and beauty, and spectacle. That’s the good stuff. The stuff that reminds us who we are.
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A Bank is but a college of Fiscal Magic.
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You never feel so grown up as when you are eleven, and never so young and unsure as when you are forty.
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I was happy, the sun was high. I had enough.
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You can't say no if you don't have desires and opinions and wants of your own. You wouldn't even want to. No is the heart of thinking.
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She was ... unhappy. It was part of her, you could not separate her from it. She was sad the way a horse is strong or a bird flies.
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...snow is the beginning and the end of everything...
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He's not a lad that likes to stand on his feet.