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The world was floods above and fire below

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Gregory Maguire
Age: 70
Born: 1954
Born: June 9
Novelist
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Albany
New York
Flood
Fire
World
Floods

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Behold the male beast roaring in the jungle for his mate, said Elphaba. See how the female beast giggles behind a shrub while she organizes her face to say, Pardon dear, did you say something?
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Happy endings are still endings.
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I had written childrens books for 14 years before I published Wicked. And none of them were poorly reviewed, and none of them sold enough for me to be able to buy a bed.
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In summer moonlight, she was dangerously, inebriatingly magnified.
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When the times are a crucible, when the air is full of crisis, those who are the most themselves are the victims.
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I hate New Year's Eve. One more chance to remember that you haven't yet done what you wanted. And to pretend it doesn't matter.
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Wishing is the beginning of imagination. They practice wishing when they are young things, and then -when they have grown - they have a developed imagination. Which can do some harm - greed, that kind of thing - but more often does them some good. They can imagine that things might be different. Might be other than they seem. Could be better.
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... the decades looked on and didn't notice her passing. They stared from their fixed mounts across at each other and didn't see revolution striding between them, on her way to destiny.
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No one controls your destiny. Even at the very worst - there is always choice.
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And there the wicked witch stayed for a long long time.' Did she ever come out?' Not yet.
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I take responsibility only for the future, not the past. The past can't hurt you the way the future can.
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We live in our tales of ourselves, she thought, and ignore as best we can the contradictions, and the lapses, and the abrasions of plot against our mortal souls.
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Small steps to the madhouse still get us there at last
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I learned to fly on a broom, he said, rolling up his sleeves. I can learn to milk a goat, I bet. Though flying on a broom proved to be the easier task, he found.
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Birds know themselves not to be at the center of anything, but at the margins of everything. The end of the map. We only live where someone's horizon sweeps someone else's. We are only noticed on the edge of things but on the edge of things, we notice much.
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Her sister's shoes. They sparkeled even in the darkening afternoon. They sparkeled like yellow diamonds, and embers of blood and thorny stars.
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The world unwraps itself to you, again and again as soon as you are ready to see it anew.
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I learned failure early and mastered it.
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In the end, all disguises must drop.
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Only he with the hobbled foot fully knows the beauty of running. Only he with the severed ear can apprehend what the sweetest music must sound like. Our ailments complete us.
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