Catherynne M. Valente Quotes
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Don't you know how far women stretch?
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I am a practical girl, and a life is only so long. It should be spent in as much peace and good eating and good reading as possible and no undue excitement. That is all I am after.
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What happens to anything beautiful? Viy ate it up.
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But Fairyland is an old place, and old things have strange hungers.
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A father is nowhere near as valuable as a spoon.
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Tamburlaine's house seemed more a place where books kept their people than where people kept their books.
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A good, solid, beefy lie is too heavy to stand on its own. It needs smaller, quicker, more complicated lies to hold it up.
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I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.
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No good thing can last forever, because people are terrible and we have this feeling, we all have this feeling, that if not for that essential terribleness we could have gotten further by now. Done better. Done more.
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I don't know why you would even bring up the Internet. The xeno-intelligence officer responsible for evaluating your digital communication required invasive emergency therapy after an hour's exposure.
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Children are natural practitioners of the Queer and the Questing, for childhood is nothing but a quest through a queer country. Of course, they often have a good deal of trouble with the Quiet.
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Time is communal, Marya Morevna, the most purely communal of all commodities. It belongs to us all equally.
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The smell of loving is a difficult one to describe, but if you think of the times when someone has held you close and made you safe, you will remember how it smells just as well as I do.
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“First Law of Heroics.” The Monaciello grinned up at a confused September. “Someone has to tell you it’s impossible, or the Quest can’t go on."
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What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
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Ragtime plinking, glasses clinking, choruses getting sung with only half the lyrics right, giggles bubbling over like a tower of champagne. It's a party, shaking down the dawn.
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She had a highly developed sense of humor which in some lights looked a bit like a sense of justice.
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She smelled like accounts receivable. She looked like old money.
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It's a dreadful world with only your own heart to drive you.
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That’s the only way to look at things, I always say,” propounded the Duke. “Slantways, sideways, and upside down.”
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And hell, sometimes the best thing is to put on a black dress and become a wicked stepmother. There’s power in that, if you’re after power.
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The day of the worst thing in the world was long and hot and bright, packed so full of summer autumn seeped out through the stitches.
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I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
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They leave when it’s over, exeunt, pursued by a bear with an empty porridge bowl.