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I have all the books I could need, and what more could I need than books?

Catherynne M. Valente

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Catherynne M. Valente
Age: 45
Born: 1979
Born: May 5
Literary Critic
Novelist
Poet
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Seattle
Washington
Cat Valente
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Woman! Come out! I have— She looked down at the bloodless grass, embarrassed. I have come to rescue you, she finally said, as if admitting that she were covered in boils.
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Humanity lived many years and ruled the earth, sometimes wisely, sometimes well, but mostly neither.
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This is what comes of having a heart, even a very small and young one. It causes no end of trouble, and that’s the truth.
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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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Every morning is a battle between the superego and the id, and I am a mere foot soldier with mud and a snooze button on her shield.
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Death stands behind every bride, every groom.
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After love, no one is what they were before.
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But lost children always find each other, in the dark, in the cold. It is as though they are magnetized, and can only attract their like.
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That’s what happens to friends, eventually. They leave you. It’s practically what they’re for.
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It is best in the end to let women see to their own vengeance.
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I am the Walker and the Maze.
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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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You cannot escape where you come from, September. Some part of it remains inside you always, like the slender white heart in the center of the thickest onion.
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...her cry is a hook and it catches me in the throat.
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However wretched her origins, she chose freely to continue her crimes against us from the moment she woke to this life. It is easy to forgive beautiful women, especially when they lay a sorrowful tale before you like a sugar-dusted meal. It does not mean they deserve forgiveness.
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I looked at this man and thought: Oh, how we are going to hurt each other.
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She did not want to read this book from start to finish, or rather, she thought perhaps it did not want her to. Instead she practiced the art of bibliomancy, trusting the book to show her what it wanted her to know.
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We all just keep moving, September. We keep moving until we stop.
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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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We like the wrong sorts of girls, they wrote. They are usually the ones worth writing about.
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