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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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A body needs a good memento mori to flush out the humors.
Catherynne M. Valente
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"We like the wrong sort of girls", they wrote. "They are usually the ones worth writing about.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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It is not so easy to always remember who you are.
Catherynne M. Valente
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What is a map, but a thing that gets you where you're going? -Mr. Map
Catherynne M. Valente
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...snow is the beginning and the end of everything...
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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We’ve made too many movies, you and I. Or too few. Always too few. Too many to have any meaning, too few to say what we meant.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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No one is a cup for another to drink from
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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But a person’s smell and their alarms and borrowed shirts and secret words linger for a long time. Much longer than a house.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Trouble is, most times, when you go looking to sell your soul, nobody's buying.
Catherynne M. Valente
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He ran like if he kept running he could escape the last thousand years.
Catherynne M. Valente
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We were just holes, after all, holes filled up with light, and deep in our secret hearts we worried that we were an accident
Catherynne M. Valente
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What was magical at two in the morning was tawdry and cheap and dangerous to your health at two in the afternoon.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I know you loved both he and I, the way a mother can love two sons. And no one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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?
Catherynne M. Valente
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Truly, Mallow yearned to know everything. Curiosity was part of her, like her short blond hair and bitten fingernails.
Catherynne M. Valente
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You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
Catherynne M. Valente
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The bears, over the years, have developed a primitive but heartfelt Buddhist discipline. Beneath the cinnamon trees they practice the repetition of the Growling Sutra.
Catherynne M. Valente
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There must be a way! I have begun a Quest! Quests do not simply end. You win or you lose; it is not just suddenly over.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I looked at this man and thought: Oh, how we are going to hurt each other.
Catherynne M. Valente
