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For a witch is nothing without her Spoon.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Marya pinned out her childhood like a butterfly. She considered it the way a mathematician considers an equation.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Death stands behind every bride, every groom.
Catherynne M. Valente
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You can't fix a bad man like a bad staircase.
Catherynne M. Valente
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The ghosts will eat everything because the bellies of ghosts want the whole world, just to fill one tiny corner.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I wish you the best that can be hoped for, and no worse than can be expected.
Catherynne M. Valente
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But it is difficult for men to disbelieve a woman who insists that she wishes to serve them, and he nodded assent.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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We all have someone we think shines so much more than we do that we are not even a moon to their sun, but a dead little rock floating in space next to their gold and their blaze.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Old things have strange hungers.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Sell your soul and half your shoes for a glass of gin.
Catherynne M. Valente
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It's like Goguenar's Fourth General Unkillable Fact says: Everyone's always saying love is the element that binds the universe together, but that's a load of bollocks; It's convenience.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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How poor you are, September. You make my heart groan. I know about Homesickness. It begins with H. What will you do?
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Do not ruin today with mourning tomorrow.
Catherynne M. Valente
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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.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Never trust anyone under one hundred!
Catherynne M. Valente
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All jobs are odd, or they would be games or naps or picnics.
Catherynne M. Valente
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But if you must be clever, then be clever. Be brave. Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I still want to kiss you. To feel the life in you seize on the life in me. Raw and fresh and new.
Catherynne M. Valente
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It is in the nature of winds to Snatch and Grasp at things, and Blow Them Away.
Catherynne M. Valente
