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Fairyland is a very Scientifick place. We subscribe to all the best journals.
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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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Every person draws a map that shows themselves at the center. But that does not mean that no other countries exist.
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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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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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All coral in every world think of Australia the way that you and I think of Mesopotamia - it is the ancestral paradise of their civilization and they send it Valentines each February.
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Pandemic, Pangaea, Panacea, Panoply. Those were all big words, to be sure, but as has been said, September read often, and liked it best when words did not pretend to be simple, but put on their full armor and rode out with colors flying.
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Love me, and I will laugh for you, and if you can make me laugh, my laughter will, quite simply, ransom the whole of the world from death.
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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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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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In my mind I know the name of an ocean the size of everything that was. My mouth can only call it death.
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Funniest thing about love, how it shakes loose when no one's looking. How the dark helps it along. Maybe that's why we dug caves so much, way back when.
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War is not for winning, Masha," sighed Koschei, reading the tracks of supply lines, of pincer strategies, over her shoulder. "It is for surviving.
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It is in the nature of winds to Snatch and Grasp at things, and Blow Them Away.
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Of late, she had felt coldness in herself, and though she feared it, she loved it too, for it made her strong.
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Her heart ached as though a knife had quietly slipped between her ribs.
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A labyrinth, when it is big enough, is just the world.
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Monsters almost always are culture's way of working out their fears.
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His parties have room for all. Come on in. Nobody to look at you funny in here. Nobody to tell you not to have that drink, kiss that fella, smash that chair, light that chandelier on fire. Do it all. Do it all forever.
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Death stands behind every bride, every groom.
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Wouldn't you like to have comrades?' But she would not like that. She wanted only to rest and to read her old, rain-swollen books, turning the pages carefully, so carefully.
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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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She felt as she often did in class when she was nearly sure she had the right answer, but could not always make herself raise her hand.
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Breaking things heals a great many hurts. This is why children do it so often.
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