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Don't you know how far women stretch?
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What happens to anything beautiful? Viy ate it up.
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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’ve no idea what I shall do when I am grown! I don’t suppose there is much call for Knights or Bishops or Heroines in Omaha or even Chicago. And I’m sure other girls are much better at it than I.
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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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And there’s nothing wrong with spinsters, anyway. They have nice cats and little bowls full of candy. Mrs. Bailey and Mrs. Newitz are the kindest ladies you’ll ever meet, and they have nips of whiskey in their tea like cowboys.
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It’s in our blood - we heard their distresses like a rung bell in our bones.
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Dreams keep the heart alive.
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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 honey, everybody eats art and drinks stories. It's the best drunk there is!
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It's a dreadful world with only your own heart to drive you.
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I want to skip this part. I want to pull on the arm of my slot machine and let the rolls flip over until they show a green tree in the summertime, and me away from that house, walking tall under a blue sky.
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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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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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I'm an extra in your story. Well, you're an extra in mine, boy.
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“Oh!" cried the young man. "A little deaf child! How sweet! We should adopt her and teach her to write symphonies. She'll be all the rage in town. I'll buy her a powdered wig and a tricorne!
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They climbed their ladders to wheedle and prune the trees into holiness
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But Fairyland is an old place, and old things have strange hungers.
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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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Morality is more dependent on the state of one's stomach than of one's nation.
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What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
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Your past's a private matter, sweetheart. You just keep it locked up in xbox where it can't hurt anyone.
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"Some who deserve failure do not achieve it,” he sniffed. “Some who deserve nothing are given the world.
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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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