Tales Quotes by Catherynne M. Valente

8 Tales quotes by Catherynne M. Valente

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Valente’s eight reflections on tales shimmer with lyrical wonder, each line a glimpse into her richly woven narratives. The set feels like a brief, enchanting invitation to her fantastical worlds.

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Fairy tales have always been about getting through the worst of everything, the darkest and the deepest and the bloodiest of events.…

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That's how you get deathless, volchitsa. Walk the same tale over and over, until you wear a groove in the world, until…

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Just about every science whiz can tell you how he or she took apart the TV or the radio when they were…

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However wretched her origins, she chose freely to continue her crimes against us from the moment she woke to this life. It…

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All stories must end so, with the next tale winking out of the corners of the last pages, promising more, promising moonlight…

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“After all, in fairy tales, there was only one thing to do. In every story with a long sleep and a waking…

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She put her hand on her chest. “I have magic yet. If you will set the clock working again, then I must…

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Chyerti—that’s us, demons and devils, small and big—are compulsive. We obsess. It’s our nature. We turn on a track, around and around;…

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We all just keep moving, September. We keep moving until we stop.

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“He considers it for a moment and spits out the seeds, which sprout, quickly, into tiny junkblossoms sizzling with recursive algorithms. The algorithms wriggle…

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“Truly, Mallow yearned to know everything. Curiosity was part of her, like her short blond hair and bitten fingernails.”

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“The cicada lies in the earth for seventeen years. It is warm and dark there, it is soft and wet. Its little legs curl…

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We all live inside the terrible engine of authority, and it grinds and shrieks and burns so that no one will say: lines on…

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Her heart was bruised by the kiss, smashed and surprised and unsettled by it. September thought kisses were all nice, sweet things asked for…

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“September put her hand on the grip of the Rivet Gun. She’d only just gotten it, and she’d promised to take copious notes for…

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Just tell yourself a story that'll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

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“You see, the future is a kind of stew, a soup, a vichyssoise of the present and the past. That's how you get the…

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Fairy tales have always been about getting through the worst of everything, the darkest and the deepest and the bloodiest of events. They are…

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“There is a place, September, oh, very far from Pandemonium. A place where it is always autumn, where there is always cider and pumpkin…

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“I was happy, the sun was high. I had enough.”

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Who are you?" "I am Death," said the creature. "I thought that was obvious." "But you're so small!" "Only because you are small. You…

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