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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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Sell your soul and half your shoes for a glass of gin.
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We must not dwell on what we were in our salad days when soup days steam now upon the table!
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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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You’re better off - theatrical folk are nothing but a bundle of monologues and anxiety headaches.
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Humanity lived many years and ruled the earth, sometimes wisely, sometimes well, but mostly neither.
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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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I have all the books I could need, and what more could I need than books? I shall only engage in commerce if books are the coin.
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Tell it fast before you get scared and silence yourself. You’ll never wish you’d held back a little more.
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Brine shrimp were not overly talkative, squirrels failed to make significant headway in the fields of technology and mathematics, and seagulls were clearly unburdened by reason, feeling, or remorse.
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There is no such thing as a good wife or a good husband. Only ones who bide their time.
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Fairyland is a very Scientifick place. We subscribe to all the best journals.
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Of course she cheated. Don't be silly. Snow White spent half her growing years shuffling cards for no one. She can cut false and she can cut true, but she wasn't going to lose when it counted.
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The future is a messy, motley business, little girl.
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But the Tsar of Death and the Tsar of Life greatly feared one another, for Death is surrounded by souls, and is never lonely, and the Tsar of Life had hidden his death away in a place deeper than secrets, and more secret than depth.
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The ghosts will eat everything because the bellies of ghosts want the whole world, just to fill one tiny corner.
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I sell Damascus steel, folded and intricate, dug up from the earth, practically useless, desirable only to lovers of the arcane, the beautiful, the old. No
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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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September drank in the starry sky with a longing and a tugging and a sigh. All the way up, to that enormous crescent in the black.
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Be nice to Fairyland. She is old and tender of heart and when her feelings are hurt, she cries volcanoes.
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Nobody came without their sequins roaring.
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September had only had coffee once, when her Aunt Margaret had snuck her a sip while her mother wasn’t looking. It tasted bitter, but wild and strange. She rather wanted to taste it again.
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Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
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"I think I look a little like a pumpkin,” whispered September, secretly delighted. “I’m all green and orange.