Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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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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Can you imagine what it would do to a person, to know that they were standing between three people and that marrow-deep, desperate need?
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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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Everything in the world, it turns out, is escapable except economy.
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Al kept it coming and nobody asked how and his only rule was: share. Be warm, be innocent, open your everything, speak easy. Share
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I have all the books I could need, and what more could I need than books?
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She is my wife and I am her own and you were not invited. Leave us alone.
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Still life is boring. Never stand still! Jumping bean life!
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Anything is a poem if you say it often enough.
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No one’s good just from being born any place
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Everything living has a mouth. Mouths bite and swallow; they talk; they taste. They kiss. A mouth is the main tool for living.
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. . .building is medicine for free.
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It's Survival of Them Who's Best at Nicking Things, girl!
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Up to no good may mean up to something interesting!
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People are clocks who think they wind themselves.
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But the longer I’m dead, the more I think the universe is a big blackboard with rules scrawled all over it in chalk and stardust and it’s just that the damn thing is flipped over and turned away from us so we can’t see anything but the erase, which death, hitting the floor.
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I do not want to muddle about with Politicks, and whenever two Folk of any sort are in a room together there are always Politicks to be muddled in.
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If you have ever seen a falling star, you have seen a Changeling arriving.
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Most folk have three faces - the face they get when they're children, the face they own when they're grown, and the face they've earned when they're old.
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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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“I can never remember my dreams," said the shadow of the Marquess quietly. "You must have had rich, tasty ones then. When you can't remember a dream, it's because a Baku ate it.
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The dead know how to savor as the living never can.
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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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So I talk to the dead. They're the only ones who can see the whole story. All they've got is story.