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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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I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
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In his own country, Death can be kind.
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Girls laugh. Their hair giggles down their back.
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There's no fun in arguing if you never get shown up. Who plays a game it there's no chance they'll lose? I do so crave to be proven wrong,. It is as sweet as proving yourself right, when done properly.
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She did not want Fairyland to be full of older girls who wanted to be stars.
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We who were once living can guard you still, and love you, and keep you living safe and whole. Nothing ever truly dies.
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Never give up your voice for a man, you fucking guppy.
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Things which are gone in the morning: sleep, darkness, grief, the moon. Women. Dreams.
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The world had gotten gritty enough. The only thing left to do in all that dirt was to shine.
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So I talk to the dead. They're the only ones who can see the whole story. All they've got is story.
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"All money is imaginary," answered the Calcatrix simply. "Money is magic everyone agrees to pretend is not magic.
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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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Things that begin and end in grief: marriage, harvest, childbirth. Journeys away from home. Journeys toward home. Surgeries. Love. Weeping.
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The kind of smile that has kept a froggy, dark sort of surprise in its back pocket, and won’t spoil it too soon.
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I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
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Heroes in motion tend to stay in motion, but villains in motion tend toward mass destruction.
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Remember, pain is not a test. Knowledge is not enough.
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Everything living has a mouth. Mouths bite and swallow; they talk; they taste. They kiss. A mouth is the main tool for living.
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You get the face you build your whole life, with work and loving and grieving and laughing and frowning.
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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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I'm lonely, whispered Doctor Callow. Don't be. There's a million worlds to play with.
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I have survived, but I have not been spared.
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… That’s what a map is, you know. Just a memory. Just a wish to go back home - someday, somehow. …