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Perhaps all a Tsaritsa is is a beautiful cold girl in the snow, looking down at someone wretched, and not yielding.
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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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Nobody came without their sequins roaring.
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There a difference between having been coded to present a vast set of standardized responses to certain human facial, vocal, and linguistic states and having evolved to exhibit response B to input A in order to bring about a desired social result?
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But cheating has always been the purview of fairies, and as we are about to enter their domain, we ought to act in accordance with local customs.
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Maidens stand still, they are lovely statues and all admire them. Witches do not stand still. I was neither, but better that I err on the side of witchery, witchery that unlocks towers and empties ships.
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Temperament, you'll find, is highly dependent on time of day, weather, frequency of naps, and whether one has had enough to eat.
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I could not say what creeps and whispers through the branches and down the threaded Road, but I hear it, and I am not afraid.
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But if you must be clever, then be clever. Be brave. Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
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I have to do it myself. That's what a Queen does. She saves herself.
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However unlikely it may seem, it is the truth and, therefore, one hundred percent likely.
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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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A Sibyl is a door shaped like a girl.
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Snow White gets a Social Security card. She gets a job building houses out in California. Picks oranges.
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The Glasshobs built it to keep an eye on the stars, who have a tendency to run off on adventures and forget about how much we down-below folks need to navigate and cast horoscopes and meet lovers on balconies.
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We are halves, but we make an infinite whole.
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"Don't trust metaphors," the wombat snorted. "If you let things start claiming to mean other things, there's no limit on how many things they can mean!"
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When I grew a little older, and had suitors, I demanded from them rings from the bottom of the sea, or a sword from the depths of the desert, or a golden bough and a thick golden fleece, too, before I allowed even one kiss.
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The nearness of him crushed her, like being held by the sun.
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Bad luck relies absolutely on perfect timing
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“Don’t worry,” Marya whispered, kissing his forehead. “My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
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A stepmother is like a bullet you can't dig out. She fires true and she fires hot and she fires so quick that her metal hits your body before you even know there's a fight on.
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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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I know real dirt looks nothing like this. Nothing like soft blood flecked with black bone.
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