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I'll stop shouting. I won't sit down. I might need to throw more inkpots.

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Megan Whalen Turner
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: January 1
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Let the gods into your life and you rapidly lose faith in the natural laws.
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Before you make a decision, he said, I want you to know that I love you.
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All my life they had made choices for me, and I had resented it. Now the choice was mine, and once it was made, I would have no right to blame anyone else for the consequences. Loss of that privilege, to blame others, unexpectedly stung.
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She was the stone-faced queen, then and ever after. She had needed the mask to rule, and she had been glad to have it. She wondered if Eugenides was glad of his.
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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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He looked gravely at the king. It isn't an easy thing to give your loyalty to someone you don't know, especially when that person chooses to reveal nothing of himself. But no matter, Your Majesty. You are revealed at last. The king looked down at his nakedness and back at the captain. Was that a joke? he asked.
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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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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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Because you do not believe? Oh, no, said Attolia bitterly. Because I believe and do not choose to worship.
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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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Would you have your hand back, Eugenides? And lose Attolia? And see Attolia lost to the Mede?' Eugenides's eyes were open. In front of his face the floor was littered with tiny bits of glass that glittered in the candlelight. 'You have your answer, Little Thief.
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What a strange world it is, where prisoners are left their weapons and the written word is a mortal danger.
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No 'Glory shall be your reward' for me. Oh, no, for me, it is, 'Stop whining' and 'Go to bed'.
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I grieved, but a part of me felt a lightening of a burden that I had carried all my life: that I could never be worthy of them, that I would always disappoint or fail them. As an unknown slave in the fields of the baron, I knew the worst was over. I had failed them. At least I could not do so again
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If I am the pawn of the gods, it is because they know me so well, not because they make my mind up for me.
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