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I think this is very strange - All things are strange which are worth knowing (...).
Catherynne M. Valente
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Except that her joints ached and her head hurt and it tasted like a vorcha had shit in her mouth.
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Mug your destiny in an alley and punch it until it gives you what you want
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Tell it fast before you get scared and silence yourself.
Catherynne M. Valente
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There are many sorts of lies. You could fill a shop with them. To be sure, lies are terribly common.
Catherynne M. Valente
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My master lit a candle in the long midwinter's past Now summer comes and all the fields are burning black and fast.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Magic has a logic, like algebra. Once you get to know it, it's easy. If this, then that. You write with a pencil, you don't make frog soup with it.
Catherynne M. Valente
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And there’s nothing wrong with spinsters, anyway. They have nice cats and little bowls full of candy. Mrs. Bailey and Mrs. Newitz are the kindest ladies you’ll ever meet, and they have nips of whiskey in their tea like cowboys.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I suppose if you have ten children one of them might go into government, which is the same as losing a child really.
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My heart yields dividends unseen; thou art my soul's annuity.
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Well, very splendid and very frightening. But splendid things are often frightening. Sometimes, it's the fright that makes them splendid at all.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I am certainly intrepid and splendid and sordid and strong; I can see why you'd want me! But I'm afraid I've left the kettle on or whatever it is people say when they're bored.
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I’ve no idea what I shall do when I am grown! I don’t suppose there is much call for Knights or Bishops or Heroines in Omaha or even Chicago. And I’m sure other girls are much better at it than I.
Catherynne M. Valente
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It calmed him to collect the things he knew and did not speak of.
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I'm an extra in your story. Well, you're an extra in mine, boy.
Catherynne M. Valente
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It’s in our blood - we heard their distresses like a rung bell in our bones.
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They were all whispers now, the two of them, conspirators and thieves.
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A girl who never smiles has such power - what men will do to turn up but one corner of her mouth! She already wears her red war-gown and her circlet of cinnabar poppies. They bring out the color in her grimace.
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Being Necessary is food no less than cabbages and strawberry pies.
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Your past's a private matter, sweetheart. You just keep it locked up in xbox where it can't hurt anyone.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I want to skip this part. I want to pull on the arm of my slot machine and let the rolls flip over until they show a green tree in the summertime, and me away from that house, walking tall under a blue sky.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I am a practical girl, and a life is only so long. It should be spent in as much peace and good eating and good reading as possible and no undue excitement. That is all I am after.
Catherynne M. Valente
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“Am I truly such a villain? Is it really a cage if it’s the size of the world?” “Yes,” said Emily, Charlotte, and Anne together, rather more loudly than any of them expected.
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He considers it for a moment and spits out the seeds, which sprout, quickly, into tiny junk blossoms sizzling with recursive algorithms. The algorithms wriggle through thorny vines, veins of clotted pink juice.
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