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I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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So much light, sweet girl, begins in the dark.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
Catherynne M. Valente
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What mirrors we are, set to face each other, reflecting desire.
Catherynne M. Valente
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You have to have the right sort of stone. Peridot for mothers, girasol for lovers, sapphire for sadness, and garnet for joy.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Remember, pain is not a test. Knowledge is not enough.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Heroes in motion tend to stay in motion, but villains in motion tend toward mass destruction.
Catherynne M. Valente
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When you’ve lost your girl, it doesn’t much matter where you live. Everywhere is just The Place She Isn’t, and that’s the front and back of it.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Human contact is a terrible drug. Sometimes, you’ll even take the hit you know is tainted. You can’t stop yourself. The need is too strong.
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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She did not want Fairyland to be full of older girls who wanted to be stars.
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
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You see her as you see anyone in this world: distorted, warped, reflected, refracted, contorted, mutilated by time.
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Never give up your voice for a man, you fucking guppy.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Just tell yourself a story that'll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Catherynne M. Valente
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But something older and wiser within her said, Some things are for hiding and for keeping.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Things which are gone in the morning: sleep, darkness, grief, the moon. Women. Dreams.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Autumn has a hungry heart - September is the beginning of death.
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The point's not what it costs; it's what it costs you. Everything you have. That's my price, that's my prize, that's my ransom, and that's my rune. The only price in the world that matters is the one that hurts to pay.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Everyone Is Looking for a Book Strong Enough to Change Them.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I abandoned her. It's the one capital crime of fatherhood. Mothers can fail a thousand different ways. A father's only job is: do not abandon this child.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Lebedeva snapped her fingers. “It’s like lying!” she exclaimed. “Well, we understand that, of course! The bigger the lie, the happier the liar.”
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