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You have to write a lot. And you have to rewrite what you wrote a lot more.

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Holly Black
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: November 10
Journalist
Novelist
Writer
New Jersey
United States
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Those who really love you don't mean to hurt you and if they do, you can't see it in their eyes but it hurts them too.
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I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like DYING.
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I thought of how proud he was when he took the marks- cutting the skin of his throat in a long slash and then packing it with ashes until keloid scars rose up. He called it his second smile.
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But the Courts aren't places humans are supposed to be, especially the Unseelie Court. Most faeries won't even go there. We have to go - we have to get Ravus's heart. He's going to die if we don't. what are we going to do? Go down there and ask for it? Pretty much.
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Poisonous jealousy thrummed through my veins.
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It's the flaw that brings out the beauty.
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Refills are free,” the waitress tells us with a frown, like she’s hoping we’re not the kind of people who ask for endless refills. I am already pretty sure we are exactly those people.
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You set me up, I say. One big con. You can't blame me because I turned out not to be gullible enough. You can't blame the mark. That's not how it works. Have some respect for the nature of the game.
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Death’s favorites don’t die.
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She took a deep breath, Last chance. Are you in need of rescuing? His expression turned very strange, almost as if she'd struck him, yes, he said finally. -Tana and Gavriel-page 33- chapter 5
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I'm not very good at explaining things, she said. But I think you have beautiful eyes. I love the gold in them. I love that they're different from my eyes- I see mine all the time and I'm bored with them.
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One fine day, in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other. They pulled out their swords and shot one another. One deaf cop, on the beat heard the noise, and came and shot the two dead boys.
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Flattery will get you everywhere, Sam says, Except, apparently, off a roof.
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You want me to say something? Okay. Sometimes I think I am what you made me. And sometimes I don’t know who I am at all. And either way I’m not happy.
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Love changes us, but we change how we love too.
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He’s quiet then. We lie next to each other, twin corpses waiting for burial.
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Clever as the Devil and twice as pretty.
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It demeans you to cover rotten meat with honey. I know what I am. What would you want with a monster? Everything.
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Clever girl. You play with fire because you want to be burnt.
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Mutually assured destruction.
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