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It's all a quilt of fairy tales with a patch here and there of truth.

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Laini Taylor
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: December 11
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California
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You mean he came to your school? The scandalous rodent-loaf!
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That faeries have forgotten the Tapestry that is the greatest tragedy of all. It's the fabric of all creation and it's woven of dreams, the dreams of the Djinn. Dreams are real, Magpie. They're seed and water and sun. They're everything.
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When you are young, hone your craft and write shorter pieces instead of novels, because it's really hard to finish a novel.
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As long as you're alive, there's always a chance things will get better.
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It was brave, countered Issa. It was rare. It was love, and it was beautiful.
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The main thing I've learned is that we all have to learn to work with - and appreciate - the brain we've been given, and not waste time wishing things were easier.
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Stars got tangled in her hair whenever she played in the sky.
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...they cupped their wings around their happiness and called it a world, though they both knew it was not a world, only a hiding place, which is a very different thing.
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Because hope comes from in you, and wishes are just magic.
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Kissing can ruin lives. Lips touch sometimes teeth clash. New hunger is born with a throb and caution falls away. A cursed girl with lips still moist from her first kiss might feel suddenly wild like a little monsoon. She might forget her curse just long enough to get careless and let it come true. She might kill everyone she loves.
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You really think joy is easier to come by than pain? What have you had more of?
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...and she felt the words come from some iron place within her that hadn't existed an hour ago. She didn't speak loudly, but there was such a change in her voice. Coming from that iron place, it was heavy and true it wasn't persuasive, or desperate, or antagonistic. It just was.
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Better to be the cat gazing coolly down from a high wall, its expression inscrutable. The cat that shunned petting, that needed no one. Why couldn't she be that cat?
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What can a soldier do when mercy is treason, and he is alone in it?
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It was interesting the way a small hate could grow inside a big hate and take it over.
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Thank you, but we respectfully decline your overture, being more enjoyably occupied at present.
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I miss sunrise even more. The green scent of dawn in the forest? The color blushing back into the world, different every day.
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It was funny, she thought, but her smile turned wistful because she had nobody to tell.
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...wings—-vast shimmering wings, their reach so great they swept the walls on either side of the alley, each feather like the wind-tugged lick of a candle flame.
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There’s a long pause. But it’s not a bad pause, because Mik is looking at me like I’m the treasure from the high shelf that someone’s just taken down and put into his hands. I find I don’t mind being looked at like this. I don’t mind it at all.
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