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All Librarians are Secret Masters of Severe Magic. Goes with the territory.
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I know real dirt looks nothing like this. Nothing like soft blood flecked with black bone.
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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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The nearness of him crushed her, like being held by the sun.
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Everything looks like magic when you don’t understand it.
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Bad luck relies absolutely on perfect timing
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How I adore you, Marya. How well I chose. Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
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Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
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I thought: this is how you make a human being. A human being is beautiful and sick. A human being glitters and starves.
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Some switches must be flipped, and some children cannot help turning off to on and on to off, just to see what will happen.
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It is such a hard work to keep your heart hidden! And worse, bt the time you find it easy, it will be harder still to show it.
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Perhaps my philosophy is not so sophisticated. It goes: Come inside. I love you. A Whelk's love will grow as big as it's allowed.
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The colours of the glass throw blue and green onto her wet cheeks. The sea wind picks up her hair violet electrics snap and sparkle between the strands.
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Everything in the universe has rhythm. Everything pulses to a beat laid down by the Big Bang. Everything feels the drumline of creation from star to sex to song.
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You're grown - crooked and backbent, but grown - and it's time to stop hanging your heart on your mother.
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It is good that you ruined your face, because it brought you to me, but also because beautiful women rarely work strong magic.
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The future is a messy, motley business, little girl.
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Over in the refrigerated section hang lies told so long ago and so often that they turned into the truth and get taught in history books.
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She leaned in, and kissed her Marid gently, sweetly. She tried to kiss him the way she’d always thought kisses would be. His lips tasted like the sea.
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"You look like a winter night", he had told her when he had given it to her. "I could sleep inside the cold of you".
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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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Perhaps, if you take a long enough view, we are all stronger than our goblins.
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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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A house is a kind of box you put a girl in.
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