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If there are spells, they have a right to weave.
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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"I think I look a little like a pumpkin,” whispered September, secretly delighted. “I’m all green and orange.
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“Don’t worry,” Marya whispered, kissing his forehead. “My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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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I look at you, Masha, and it is like drinking cold water. I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
Catherynne M. Valente
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What was a person, if not the things they knew and the face they wore?
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But you like him already, I can tell. Even though we showed our teeth and were very clear about his being wicked.
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She still longed for the best heights of magic, to see dragons and mermaids, to see the naked world.
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Every person draws a map that shows themselves at the center. But that does not mean that no other countries exist.
Catherynne M. Valente
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You can't blame a book for its story.
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Do you know what a thirteen-year-old girl can do when she is alone and frightened and believes she is right?
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Where there is a Key, there is yet hope.
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How long was it, between the time when you were happy, and the time when you wanted to kill him?
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Fairyland is a very Scientifick place. We subscribe to all the best journals.
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Memory is like that. It alters itself so that girls are always trapped under the earth, waiting in the dark.
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I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me.
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So most people go around with grimy machinery, when all it would take is a bit of spit and polish to make them paladins once more, bold knights and true.
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I said: I could be a wolf for you. I could put my teeth on your throat. I could growl. I could eat you whole. I could wait for you in the dark. I could howl against your hair.
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As all mothers know, children travel faster than kisses. The speed of kisses is, in fact, what Doctor Fallow would call a cosmic constant. The speed of children has no limits.
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In a city by the sea that was certainly never called anything so bourgeois as St. Petersburg, there stood a long, thin house on a long, thin street.
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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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I do not serve your personal issues, Morevna. I serve the People, and the People will have crimes against their body answered. You fought at Leningrad. So did I. Why should he be spared?' 'Somebody ought to be.
Catherynne M. Valente
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You're just shy of figuring out how to shuffle your horde of hormone-curdled control-obsessed malignant narcissists off world. In short, you were about to become our problem. But now there is no problem! Now there is a process.
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