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I was born a girl in a world of Branwells, but I shall be more than I am meant.
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If he lost everything else, pride, priapism, and producer credit, Decibel Jones would never, never give up his swagger.
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So a half-breed goatsnake, a Yith, and a Ghast walk into a bar.
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You’re better off - theatrical folk are nothing but a bundle of monologues and anxiety headaches.
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If there are spells, they have a right to weave.
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How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it.
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We have all of us got it jumbled up. You never feel so grown up as when you are eleven, and never so young and unsure as when you are forty. That is why time is a rotten jokester and no one ought to let him in to dinner.
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Just you wait. Papa Koschei is coming, coming, coming, over the hills on his red horse and he's got bells on his boots and a ring in his poket and he knows your name, Marya Morevna.
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Where’s the nerdy shy Predator scientist who figured out how to build a spaceship while all the big jock Predators were down the pub ripping one another’s spines out, eh?
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My master lit a candle in the long midwinter's past Now summer comes and all the fields are burning black and fast.
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At the snowy summit of all these things, however, is the fact that you simply cannot go about locking your siblings in towers when they misbehave. It is unseemly and betrays a sad lack of creativity.
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A Fairy must make her own way in the world, for the world will never make way for her. That, incidentally, is the First Theorem of Questing Physicks
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Some small ones learn to stitch together a Coat of Scowls or a Scarf of Jokes to hide their Hearts. Some hammer up a Fort of Books to protect theirs.
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Temptation likes best those who think they have a natural immunity, for it may laugh all the harder when they succumb.
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Death stands behind every bride, every groom.
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I shall be as brave as a my Toad, he thought, for my Toad never hides under the bed when she is afraid of lightning or bats. She sticks out her tongue and eats them.
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Don't you know how far women stretch?
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When one is traveling, everything looks brighter and lovelier. That does not mean it is brighter and lovelier; it just means that sweet, kindly home suffers in comparison to tarted-up foreign places with all their jewels on.
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Kid, nobody really gets anywhere in this life. Everybody just picks someplace to hunker down and barricade themselves in. Some of us just got better bricks than others.
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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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But old women faced certain dangers in Fairyland, such as breaking a hip while riding a wild velocipede, or having everyone do what you say just because you had wrinkles.
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Being on time is a filthy habit practised only by roosters and retirees.
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Will Hilt to hand yet be restored? Take me up, thy mother's sword.
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And honey, everybody eats art and drinks stories. It's the best drunk there is!
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