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What mirrors we are, set to face each other, reflecting desire.
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You can't trust just any old person who comes along with a hundred puffins and a pretty face!
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Life outraces memory.
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What is a map, but a thing that gets you where you're going? -Mr. Map
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So much light, sweet girl, begins in the dark.
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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.
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He ran like if he kept running he could escape the last thousand years.
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You couldn't ever really fix a sad story. You could only make another. And another. And another, until you found the right one at last, the one that ends in joy.
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All the rest of the nonsense a story requires is just a long seduction of the ending.
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The thing I hate about being dead is you can’t move on. I was in love with him when I died, so I’ll be in love with him till the sun burns out.
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All things built with tax money are beautiful: so we must think or go mad.
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Greta, Greta, he whispered, eyes shut in rapture, on thy breast I write my Edda, at thy feet I lay the keys of Niflheim, by thy leave alone, I live, and breathe, and die.
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“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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Everything in the world is a boxing match in your heart, between Boldness and Not-Boldness. You let them holler inside you and wallop each other with Arguments For and Against. Then you end by betting on one or the other and that’s how things get decided.
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I’ve always found chess to be a bit too much like real life to provide much enjoyment as a game.
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All things are strange which are worth knowing.
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After love, no one is what they were before.
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...the beginning is where the end gets born.
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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.
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You'll forgive the flowery talk, won't you? Our family does so love to be told they are beautiful. Vanity is an old and venerable habit.
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A mother's like a poison made for only one soul.
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Horses, in secret, love hats more than any other creature. It is a horse’s tragedy that they can never properly wear one.
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I'm lonely, whispered Doctor Callow. Don't be. There's a million worlds to play with.
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Never trust anyone under one hundred!
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