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The grass and the rivers and the stones and women and horses and more Stars and men and clouds and birds and trees came dancing through the afterbirth of the Mare
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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 opposite of Calypso is apocalypse.
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Let us say I am something like a witch, and something like a jester, and something like a mother.
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Being Necessary is food no less than cabbages and strawberry pies.
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No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough
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It's a law, a law of the universe. Like gravity or stupidity or how a minor chord always sounds sad.
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Life outraces memory.
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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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"This is some hard-core, triple-X, keep-it-in-the-back-room-under-a-curtain, Alice in Wonderland action is what this is,” Decibel said with total delight.
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Everyone has their invisible cloak of all things past.
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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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Some switches must be flipped, and some children cannot help turning off to on and on to off, just to see what will happen.
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Yet humanity could not conceive. It tried and tried, and called mighty wizards from every corner of its earthly kingdom, but no child came. Many mourned, and said that a child was a terrible idea to begin with, ...
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She smelled like accounts receivable. She looked like old money.
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Where there is a Key, there is yet hope.
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When the aliens come, there’ll be one queue to fight them and one queue to fuck them, and the second one’ll be longer by light-years.
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A house, a carriage, a balloon, a ship, a racing stallionocerosupine! Is that a thing? It sounds like it ought to be, so let’s say it is!
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They leave when it’s over, exeunt, pursued by a bear with an empty porridge bowl.
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However unlikely it may seem, it is the truth and, therefore, one hundred percent likely.
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Iago shrugged his furry shoulders. “As you like. Saves me the work of picking the lock with my incisor."
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I'm gonna be good at something other than marrying, darlings. Besides, I don't want them. I don't even wanna screw them, how am I gonna marry them?
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Calpurnia squinted through her goggles and thought to herself, That is a Key. Where there is a Key, there is yet hope.
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Where there's a labyrinth, there's a minotaur, and vice versa! I can't imagine a decent maze that would be caught dead without a minotaur.
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