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I sometimes believe his lies are the truth, but I have never mistaken his truth for a lie.

Megan Whalen Turner

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Megan Whalen Turner
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Never
Mistaken
Lies
Lying
Truth
Sometimes
Believe

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Then come out, said the king, helping him, knowing you'll never die of a fall unless the god himself drops you.
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One of us might be assassinated and then my heir will be king. Don't give up hope just because chances are slim. For the assassination or the heir, your majesty?
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He didn't marry you to become king. He became king because he wanted to marry you.
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But there are other words for privacy and independence. They are isolation and loneliness.
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All I wanted to do was lie in the dry grass with my feet in a ditch forever. I could be a convenient sort of milemarker, I thought. Get to the thief and you know you're halfway to Methana.
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Who am I, that you should love me? You are My Queen, said Eugenides. She sat perfectly still, looking at him without moving as his words dropped like water into dry earth. Do you believe me? he asked. Yes, she answered. Do you love me? Yes. I love you. And she believed him.
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The younger one looked to be completely useless.
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I was listening, the king said, aggrieved. I closed my eyes to listen better. What did you hear? I'm not sure, he said. That's why I was listening so closely. I may have to ask the baron to repeat some parts of his report on his grain tax. I am sure you can arrange an appointment. I am sure I can too.
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I'm dying of boredom. Or maybe just dying.
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Will there be poppy juice in it? Phresine shook her head. Good. My wife and I agreed that only my wine was to be poisoned.
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On the bed, Eugenides stirred restlessly. Upset at the sight of blood? he said. Not my wife, Ornon. Your blood, the ambassador pointed out. Eugenides glanced at the hook on his arm and conceded the point. Yes, he said. He seemed lost in memory. The room was quiet.
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And the Earth had no name. The gods know themselves and have no need of names. It is man who names all things, even gods.
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Is that what the wine is for? To help you think? Oh, the wine. The wine, Costis, is to help hide the truth. It doesn't work. It never has, but I try it every once in a while just in case something in the nature of the wine might have changed.
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The Lord of Rags and Tatters.
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He couldn't offend the gods with a pointed stick.
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That one,-he nodded toward the closed door- will rule more than just Attolia before he is done. He is an Annux, a king of kings.
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I think a good book is a good book forever. I don't think they get less good because times change.
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You're awake, he said. Phresine is not, pointed out the queen. Oh? You gave her lethium. She gave it to me first.
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Costis bowed stiffly. “I am here to make sure that you stay in bed, Your Majesty, because if this offends you and you order me summarily executed, it is no loss. Politically speaking.
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Tell me a story then...keep me occupied. A story?...What makes you think I can tell a story? Insight, said the king, Go on.
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