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And that is the last lesson of childhood: You spend all your years fighting against the injustice of big folk and their big rules until you are ready to rule yourself.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Everything is always happening all at once, in the present tense, forever, the beginning and the end and the denouement and the remaindering.
Catherynne M. Valente
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September had only had coffee once, when her Aunt Margaret had snuck her a sip while her mother wasn’t looking. It tasted bitter, but wild and strange. She rather wanted to taste it again.
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And if they thought her aimless, if they thought her a bit mad, let them. It meant they left her alone. Marya was not aimless, anyway. She was thinking.
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Oh, come on, you must know ‘Leave It Black.’ I see a black door and I’m extremely satisfied with how it looks?
Catherynne M. Valente
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Sweet as cherries, bright as berries, light of my moony sky.
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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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I am the plague which will burn through the marrow of the Anointed City.
Catherynne M. Valente
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…but she does not know whom she wishes to catch, only that she wishes to catch someone, anyone, to be anchored, to be connected, to not be abandoned.
Catherynne M. Valente
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As all mothers know, children travel faster than kisses. The speed of kisses is, in fact, what Doctor Fallow would call a cosmic constant. The speed of children has no limits.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Wife sounded like something exciting, something daring, something a bit scoundrelly, like pirate or bandit. And they were bandits, of course.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Tell it fast before you get scared and silence yourself. You’ll never wish you’d held back a little more.
Catherynne M. Valente
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All Librarians are Secret Masters of Severe Magic. Goes with the territory.
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She was determined that I hold this thing inside me like a heart - something irremovable and constant.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Sell your soul and half your shoes for a glass of gin.
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How long your hair has grown. You could strangle a man in it.
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It is important to announce your intentions at top volume, she thought, or your intentions will think you are ashamed of them.
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There is no end and no beginning. There is only we two, alone in the dark, for always.
Catherynne M. Valente
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You can be innocent again. It's not true, what they say, that you can never get it back. You can. It's only that most folk cannot be bothered.
Catherynne M. Valente
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Where there's a labyrinth, there's a minotaur, and vice versa! I can't imagine a decent maze that would be caught dead without a minotaur.
Catherynne M. Valente
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I heard there’s fire in hell, but I’ll bet the devil just hands you a bucket and tells you to get moving, this place ain’t gonna clean itself.
Catherynne M. Valente
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War must always be done out of sight, or it shocks people and they stop immediately.
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You can't trust just any old person who comes along with a hundred puffins and a pretty face!
Catherynne M. Valente
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Breaking things heals a great many hurts. This is why children do it so often.
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