Catherynne M Valente Quotes
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Catherynne M Valente Famous Quotes & Sayings
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You are a Witch. I am a Prince. In all the books, where there is a Witch and a Prince there is a way.
The day of the worst thing in the world was long and hot and bright, packed so full of summer autumn seeped out through the stitches.
You're grown--crooked and backbent, but grown--and it's time to stop hanging your heart on your mother.
In the beginning there was Dust, and in the end there will be Dust, and in the middle there is Dust, Dust, Dust!
It's a secret and if you tell a secret the secret comes alive and can never be kept safe at home again.
Iago shrugged his furry shoulders. As you like. Saves me the work of picking the lock with my incisor.
Love me, and I will laugh for you, and if you can make me laugh, my laughter will, quite simply, ransom the whole of the world from death.
Perhaps my philosophy is not so sophisticated. It goes: Come inside. I love you. A Whelk's love will grow as big as it's allowed.
If she was in a teaching mood she wasn't in a hitting mood. Like sneezing and keeping your eyes open, Mrs. H couldn't do both at once.
Don't worry, my little lump of rock. Everybody gets a chance to choose. Or else where would irony come from?
He tried to reconstruct the story in his mind, but it kept getting confused, bleeding into itself like watercolors.
You can tell all that about me from your measuring tape?'
'Well, I use the metric system, It's the only way to get really exact numbers.
'Well, I use the metric system, It's the only way to get really exact numbers.
Of late, she had felt coldness in herself, and though she feared it, she loved it too, for it made her strong.
Some switches must be flipped, and some children cannot help turning off to on and on to off, just to see what will happen.
I thought: this is how you make a human being. A human being is beautiful and sick. A human being glitters and starves.
This is my heart - carry it with you. I will dream of you in the dark, and you will taste it in my tea, and feel it in my shoes.
Didn't you know? All stepmothers are witches. It is our compensation for remaining forever an intruder in another woman's house.
The Sirens flicked their wings at the wall, inscribing it with their own blue ink: Even in penance is beauty; blessed are all the ocean's drowned!
You have to have the right sort of stone. Peridot for mothers, girasol for lovers, sapphire for sadness, and garnet for joy.
Time is no one's friend
time has no social niceties and holds the door for nobody nowhere. But I hold the door for time, with my one good paw.
time has no social niceties and holds the door for nobody nowhere. But I hold the door for time, with my one good paw.
You look like a winter night", he had told her when he had given it to her. "I could sleep inside the cold of you".
We all live inside the terrible engine of authority, and it grinds and shrieks and burns so that no one will say: lines on maps are silly.
September drank in the starry sky with a longing and a tugging and a sigh. All the way up, to that enormous crescent in the black.
Being stern was like being underwater-she could do it, but never for long, and how her whole boy burned to come up for breath!
I perceive that you have a cruel heart, my child. It lies within your breast like a smoldering blade, hissing steam at me.
It tasted like a shade of white near blue; it tasted like the idea of pearls; it tasted like a memory nearly grasped but lost at the last moment.
Things that are unsightly: birthmarks, infidelity, strangers in one's kitchen. Too much sunlight. Stitches. Missing teeth. Overlong guests.
Everything is always happening all at once, in the present tense, forever, the beginning and the end and the denouement and the remaindering.
A library is never complete. That's the joy of it. We are always seeking one more book to add to our collection.
I think I look a little like a pumpkin," whispered September, secretly delighted. "I'm all green and orange.
if enough lost things band together, even in the darkest depths, they aren't really lost at all anymore.
Wife sounded like something exciting, something daring, something a bit scoundrelly, like pirate or bandit. And they were bandits, of course.
But it is difficult for men to disbelieve a woman who insists that she wishes to serve them, and he nodded assent.
Snow White gets a Social Security card. She gets a job building houses out in California. Picks oranges.
Life is like that. Death sweeps it away. That's what death is for. That's why they keep telling this story. It's the only story.
It's a law, a law of the universe. Like gravity or stupidity or how a minor chord always sounds sad.
But I've brought you to the snow, and the snow is the beginning and the end of everything, everyone knows that. I
The burnt-off connectors and shadows where Ravan once filled my spaces - those, I think, are the sensations of grief.
She was ... unhappy. It was part of her, you could not separate her from it. She was sad the way a horse is strong or a bird flies.
Anyway, nobody bothers with real beginnings anymore. We stopped making up stories about the creation of the world ages ago.
Why should I care about you first kiss,' he said. 'You can kiss anyone you like. But sometimes if you wanted to kiss me, that would be all right, too.
Readers will always insist on adventures, and though you can have grief without adventures, you cannot have adventures without grief.