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Life is short, so live extra lives. Read books.

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Shannon Hale
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: January 26
Author
Fantasy Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Salt Lake City
Utah
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I couldn’t remember the last time I had stayed up into the squeaky hours of the night because I couldn’t put a book down, and that was a tragedy.
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I can see that one can never pay back Gilsa for the fear that she will give again.
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You can be who you will,” he repeated. His voice softened. “And if you will have me, I will be the one beside you.
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And Isi always listened, never told Enna she had been foolish, never said hollow things like 'You'll be all right.' . . . Isi saw Enna's struggle and her sadness, and she understood.
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I was under the stars, like a fish is under water.
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Really, becoming a writer sounds more like a mental illness than a professional choice.
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Listen to your second thought, or the third might be too late.
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Your head will be fine,” said Miri. “It’s your neck you should worry about.
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Time is a wind that keeps blowing in my face and mumbling words that don't make sense.
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I am not sure I am ready to know what I think about that, so I dare not write it out.
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I keep thinking about a tale my nurse used to read to me about a bird whose wings are pinned to the ground. In the end, when he finally frees himself, he flies so high he becomes a star. My nurse said the story was about how we all have something that keeps us down.
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A heart is a heart in a child or a man.
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Saying my story makes me want to change it, make it sound pretty the way I do with the stories I tell the workers. I'd like it to have a beginning as grand as a ball and an ending in a whisper, like a mother tucking in a child for sleep.
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The to Cathal was battered and only one wagon wide, with swells of hard earth where mud had frozen during cold ad rainy seasons. Enna tripped often, and cursed each time she tripped, until Dasha said, Enna, you might watch your language. Enna grimaced. I was. You should hear my thoughts.
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I know I would crumble if I lost you.
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She put a wedge beside my heart And then she brought the mallet down She sang no song to guide her work I lost my heart without a sound
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...all things speak, in their way, don't they?
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It is a truth universally acknowledged that a thirty-something woman in possession of a satisfying career and fabulous hairdo must be in want of very little
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Her eyes were distant, and she seemed to be listening to that voice that first told her the story, a mother, sister, or aunt. Then her voice, like her singing, cut through the crickets and crackling fire.
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My friends call me by my name. You don't have any friends. I don't want you to be my friend, Selia, or my servant, not now. I thought you were both. You have let me know I was wrong. So are you to treat me so. You are wrong.
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