Where there is a Key, there is yet hope. Catherynne M. Valente More Quotes by Catherynne M. Valente More Quotes From Catherynne M. Valente A labyrinth, when it is big enough, is just the world. Catherynne M. Valente labyrinth enough world I am a practical girl, and a life is only so long. It should be spent in as much peace and good eating and good reading as possible and no undue excitement. That is all I am after. Catherynne M. Valente girl reading long I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived. Catherynne M. Valente bitterness privilege born Men die. It's practically what they're for. Catherynne M. Valente dies men Death hath no dominion. Catherynne M. Valente dominion Slowly, without taking his eyes from hers, the man in the black coat knelt before her. ”I have come for the girl in the window,” he said, and his eyes filled with tears Catherynne M. Valente girl eye men Koschei, Koschei,” she whispered. “What would I have been if I had never seen the birds? I am no one; I am nothing. I am a blank paper on which you and your magic wrote a girl. Just the kind of girl you wanted, all hungry and hurt and needing. A machine for loving you. Nothing in me was not made by you. Catherynne M. Valente loving-you girl hurt A girl in want of a Leopard still has feet. Catherynne M. Valente leopards girl feet Temperament, you'll find, is highly dependent on time of day, weather, frequency of naps, and whether one has had enough to eat. Catherynne M. Valente had-enough naps weather And if they thought her aimless, if they thought her a bit mad, let them. It meant they left her alone. Marya was not aimless, anyway. She was thinking. Catherynne M. Valente left mad thinking Marya Morevna, we are better at this than you are. We can hold two terrible ideas at once in our hearts. Never have your folk delighted us more, been more like family. For a devil, hypocrisy is a parlour game, like charades. Such fun, and when the evening is done we shall be holding our bellies to keep from dying of laughter. Catherynne M. Valente laughter heart fun 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". Catherynne M. Valente sleep winter night It's Latin, which is an excellent language for mischief-making, which is why governments are so fond of it. Catherynne M. Valente government language latin In both marriage and war you must cut up the things people say like a cake and eat only what you can stomach. Catherynne M. Valente cake cutting war Snow is the beginning and the end of everything. Catherynne M. Valente living-happily ends snow I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me. Catherynne M. Valente freeze softness warm Why should he be spared?' 'Someone ought to be.' And it will not be me. I have survived, but I have not been spared. Catherynne M. Valente survived ought should If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife. Catherynne M. Valente knives use want Just remember that the only question in a house is who is to rule. The rest is only dancing around that, trying not to look it in the eye. Catherynne M. Valente dancing eye house When I say forever,' Koschei whispered, 'I mean until the black death of the world. An Ivan means just the present moment, the flickering light of it, in a green field, his mouth on yours. He means the stretching of that moment. But forever isn't bright; it isn't like that. Forever is cold and hard and final. Catherynne M. Valente light green-fields mean
