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Never trust anyone under one hundred!
Catherynne M. Valente
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Catherynne M. Valente
Age: 45
Born: 1979
Born: May 5
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We all live inside the terrible engine of authority, and it grinds and shrieks and burns so that no one will say: lines on maps are silly.
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It is true that novelists are shameless and obey no decent law, and they are not to be trusted on any account, but some Mysteries even they must honor.
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Marya pinned out her childhood like a butterfly. She considered it the way a mathematician considers an equation.
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Love, I've never been anyone's mother I don't know how to talk to young or old. But don't stop smiling just because I flap my mouth and say something that's not dressed around the edges like a lace tablecloth. Thicken up and we'll get along fine.
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Remember this when you are queen,” he whispered hoarsely. “I moved the earth and the water for you.
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That’s what a map is, you know. Just a memory.
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She is so stubborn, her heart has an argument with her head every time it wants to beat.
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Snow is the beginning and the end of everything.
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September did not want to feel for the Marquess. That’s how villains get you, she knew. You feel badly for them, and next thing you know, you’re tied to train tracks. But her wild, untried heart opened up another bloom inside her, a dark branch heavy with fruit.
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A book is a door, you know. Always and forever. A book is a door into another place and another heart and another world.
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Fierce was her needle, and she wore it like a sword.
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I’m a monster,” said the shadow of the Marquess suddenly. “Everyone says so.” The Minotaur glanced up at her. “So are we all, dear,” said the Minotaur kindly. “The thing to decide is what kind of monster to be. The kind who builds towns or the kind who breaks them.
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And it's the wonders I'm after, even if I have to bleed for them.
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Funny how question contains the word quest inside it, as though any small question asked is a journey through briars.
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...her cry is a hook and it catches me in the throat.
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We like the wrong sorts of girls, they wrote. They are usually the ones worth writing about.
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When one is traveling, everything looks brighter and lovelier.
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The man who knelt before her would have sprung from her needles, even down the ghostly flecks of silver in his hair. She had not known before that she wanted all these things, that she preferred dark hair and a slightly cruel expression, that she wishes for tallness, or that a man kneeling might thrill her.
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When I saw him I thought I could curl up inside him and go to sleep and never wake up. Men are no good for that, Masha. They'll always want you working, when you're not softening their fall into bed at the end of the day.
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You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews.
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