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whatever you love, that is your weakness

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Holly Black
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: November 10
Journalist
Novelist
Writer
New Jersey
United States
Weakness
Whatever
Love

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She looks honestly upset, but then, I’ve learned that I can’t read her. The problem with a really excellent liar is that you have to just assume they’re always lying.
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Memory is slippery. It bends to our understanding of the world, twists to accommodate our prejudices. It is unreliable. Witnesses seldom remember the same things. They identify the wrong people. They give us the details of events that never happened. Memory is slippery, but my memories suddenly feel slipperier.
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It makes you a different person, to not have a past. It eats away at who you are, until what’s left is all construct, all artifice.
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Kaye: You know what the sun looks like? Janet: No, What? Kaye: Like he slit his wrists in a bathtub and the blood is all over the water. Janet: That's gross, Kaye. Kaye: And the moon is just watching. She's just watching him die. She must have driven him to it.
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Everything was strange and beautiful and swollen with possibilities.
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The truth is messy. It's raw and uncomfortable. You can't blame people for preferring lies.
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You are the best kind of killer, Cassel Sharpe, the kind that never has blood on his hands. The kind that never has to sicken at the sight of what he's done, or come to like it too much.
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You're a pretty cool customer, huh? says Agent Hunt. I hide my inner pain under my stoic visage. Agent Hunt looks like he would like to put his fist through my stoic visage.
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He runs to the sink to spit it out. I grin. There’s nothing quite as funny as someone else’s misery.
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If I'm not a murderer, asked Corny, how come I keep killing people?
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Farewell, Father, she said. He fell back upon his chair, choking. She laughed, not with mirth or even mockery, but something that was closer to a sob. You crafted me so sharp, I cut even myself.
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For me the curse is a crutch, but the con is everything.
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She knew she shouldn't feel that way about a monster, but right then, she wanted nothing more than a monster of her very own.
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She knew what it felt like to tremble like that before touching someone -- desire so acute that it became despair.
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She was the epic crush of my childhood. She was the tragedy that made me look inside myself and see my corrupt heart. She was my sin and my salvation, come back from the grave to change me forever. Again. Back then, when she sat on my bed and told me she loved me, I wanted her as much as I have ever wanted anything.
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A girl like that, Grandad said, perfumes herself with ozone and metal filings.
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There is nothing for her beyond those gates, Gavriel said. Do you think to bring her along like a talisman to remind you of your humanity? Or do you think sharing your damnation will lighten the burden of it?
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Philip Sharpe was a soldier in God's army, says the minister. Now he marches with the angels.
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I’m Lila, and yes, he’s crazy. But you must have noticed that before now. He was crazy back when I knew him, and he’s obviously gotten crazier over time.
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It’s just that you go so crazy being alone like that. Sometimes he’d forget my water or food and I’d cry and cry and cry.” She stops talking and looks out the window. “I would try to tell myself stories to pass the time. Fairy tales. Parts of books. But they got used up.
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