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All jobs are odd, or they would be games or naps or picnics.

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Catherynne M. Valente
Age: 45
Born: 1979
Born: May 5
Literary Critic
Novelist
Poet
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Seattle
Washington
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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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I looked at this man and thought: Oh, how we are going to hurt each other.
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Do not ruin today with mourning tomorrow.
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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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You humans, you know, whoever built you sewed irony into your sinews.
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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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Tell it fast before you get scared and silence yourself. You'll never wish you'd held back a little more.
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The future is a messy, motley business, little girl.
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Death stands behind every bride, every groom.
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Just remember that the only question in a house is who is to rule. The rest is only dancing around that, trying not to look it in the eye.
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I am the Walker and the Maze.
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She knew herself, how she had slowly, over years, become a cat, a wolf, a snake, anything but a girl. How she had wrung out her girlhood like death.
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The great blessing and great cruelty of youth is that there seems to be time enough.
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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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You and I, being grown-up and having lost our hearts at least twice or thrice along the way, might shut our eyes and cry out: Not that way, child! But as we have said, September was Somewhat Heartless, and felt herself reasonably safe on that road. Children always do.
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It appeals to the higher nature of the self to put aside food which once lived - I do not consider myself food, why should I ask all other creatures to consider themselves so?
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I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
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After love, no one is what they were before.
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First, the avid student must be aware that when the world was young it knew only seven things: water, life and death, salt, night, birds and the length of an hour.
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Your past's a private matter, sweetheart. You just keep it locked up in xbox where it can't hurt anyone.
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