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We always dreamed the same dreams, which was like living twice.
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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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I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me.
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We hold demonstrations and civil wars when inequities are discovered.
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Firebirds are such frustating quarry. One minute it's all fiery tail feathers and red talons and the next, nothing but ash and a sore seat.
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He does everything a Marshal does but twice as hard, twice as dirty, and without the soft and cushioning arms of the government to wipe his tears.
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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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Every cat knows how to keep his owner feeding them: You may scratch and bite ninety-nine times, but the hundredth time, you must leap into a lap and press your nose to their nose. Rules are for dogs.
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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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You’re better off - theatrical folk are nothing but a bundle of monologues and anxiety headaches.
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For a witch is nothing without her Spoon.
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Fairyland is a very Scientifick place. We subscribe to all the best journals.
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It’s the most marvelous and terrible thing in the world. Everyone, but everyone, is pretending to be someone else.
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Everybody was terribly distracted by the seemingly unending, white-hot, existential, logistical, mostly mundane troubles of their own day-to-day lives.
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Decibel Jones sighed and shook his head. Today was fired. Today was well and truly sacked. Today could, in point of fact, fuck all the way off.
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You can never know how your clock runs. But it does run - and always faster than you think.
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Sometimes, magic is like that. It lands on your head like a piano, a stupid, ancient, unfunny joke, and you spend the rest of your life picking sharps and flats out of your hair.
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Life is like that. Death sweeps it away. That's what death is for. That's why they keep telling this story. It's the only story.
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"Remember this when you are queen," she breathed. "I told you my secrets."
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Accuracy is next to godliness.
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A labyrinth, when it is big enough, is just the world.
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Mary's smile is a spotlight - whomever it lands upon becomes brighter, becomes more real. It lands upon us.
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This is what a grown-up looks like, thought September. Not like the grown-ups in my world who look sad and disappointed and grimy with work and bored with everything.
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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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