Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back.
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Just remember that the only question in a house is who is to rule. The rest is only dancing around that, trying not to look it in the eye.
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But you’ve just never had better coffee than the fair-trade organic late-harvest darkest of dark roasts at a Voorpret espresso bar. And you don’t nuke that sort of thing from orbit. It’s just so hard to find a good cappuccino when you’re traveling.
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Things that begin and end in grief: marriage, harvest, childbirth. Journeys away from home. Journeys toward home. Surgeries. Love. Weeping.
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It's Survival of Them Who's Best at Nicking Things, girl!
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...the beginning is where the end gets born.
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Up to no good may mean up to something interesting!
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I'm not lost, because I haven't any idea where to go that I might get lost on the way to. I'd like to get lost, because then I'd know where I was going, you see.
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Draw the world the way you want it. Draw it and it will be.
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All things are strange which are worth knowing.
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But lost children always find each other, in the dark, in the cold. It is as though they are magnetized, and can only attract their like.
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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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Honesty is such a nasty habit, dear. Like biting your nails.
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This is how you learn to see: You put together a crew. No one can see a damn thing clearly with only two eyes.
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A body is never so vicious as when it has only itself to blame for its trouble.
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The storm ate up September’s cry of despair, delighted at its mischief, as all storms are.
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Ivan said, If only we could eat violin music.
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It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair. At least, one eats better that way. And morality is more dependent on the state of one's stomach than of one's nation
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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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Respect me. Be proud, and if you love me, a little afraid, because love so often looks like fear. We are alike. We are alike.
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That a clever person is never bored, and a bored person is never clever.
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You are not the chosen one, September. Fairyland did not choose you – you chose yourself.
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Cocky don't say anything and that's as good as love right about now.
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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.