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Even, she thought, even without the gift of witchsight, there was more beauty to be found in the world than could ever be snared in language or music. And with the sight.

Charles de Lint

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Charles de Lint
Age: 73
Born: 1951
Born: December 22
Musician
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Samuel M. Key
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I'm really bad at describing my books. Journalists like to have things like It's The Terminator Meets the Seven Dwarfs. And I can't do that with my books. If I could, I probably wouldn't write them.
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Most children are given far too much praise for their early drawings, so much so that they rarely learn the ability to refine their first crude efforts the way their early attempts at language are corrected.
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It's not the work or the personality of the founder of a religion that's important, but what its followers do with what they learn.
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Don't start brooding about that, too, she says. Everybody's got a piece of stranger inside them. It's what lets us surprise ourselves and keeps things interesting. -Lupita
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Let me give you some advice: Try to approach things without preconceived ideas, without supposing you already know everything there is to know about them. Get that trick down and you'll be surprised at what's really all around you.
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The stronger a woman gets, the more insecure the men in her life feel. It doesn’t work that way for a woman. We celebrate strength--in our partners as well as in ourselves.
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But that's what we all are-just stories. We only exist by how people remember us, by the stories we make of our lives. Without the stories, we'd just fade away.
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Magic lies in between things, between the day and the night, between yellow and blue, between any two things.
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We're so quick to cut away pieces of ourselves to suit a particular relationship, a job, a circle of friends, incessantly editing who we are until we fit in.
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I believe in a different kind of magic. The kind we make between each other.
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There's more to life than just surviving . . . but . . . sometimes just surviving is all you get
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The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter.
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Inside us lies every possibility that is available to a sentient being. Every darkness, every light. It is the choices we make that decide who or what we will be.
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I suppose the other thing too many forget is that we were all stories once, each and every one of us. And we remain stories. But too often we allow those stories to grow banal, or cruel or unconnected to each other.We allow the stories to continue, but they no longer have a heart. They no longer sustain us.
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Don't forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.
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It is so easy for your people to forget that everything has a spirit, that all are equal. That magic and mystery are a part of your lives, not something to store away in a child's bedroom, or to use as an escape from your lives.
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Books and music saved me as a teenager because it was through them that I realized that I wasn't alone in my obsessive love for words and music.
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Thing is, while I know better, I like sounding ignorant. Talk like this and people figure you're about as dumb as a fencepost, which suits me fine. Makes it all that much easier to take advantage of 'em.
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A body of work may be reviled - mostly by those who have no knowledge of its workings - and yet still carry elements of what can only be considered eternal truths.
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I'm not...' Angharad began, but then she thought. Not what? Not a bad person? Perhaps. But had she never known anger? Never held unkind thoughts? The stranger's observation was valid. No one was innocent of darkness.
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