“He considers it for a moment and spits out the seeds, which sprout, quickly, into tiny junkblossoms sizzling with recursive algorithms. The… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“You see, the future is a kind of stew, a soup, a vichyssoise of the present and the past. That's how you… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Autumn is the very soul of metamorphosis, a time when the world is poised at the door of winter - which is… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
I reminded myself: when a book lies unopened it might contain anything in the world, anything imaginable. It therefore, in that pregnant… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Vampires should be pretty much like mean girls, all the time, only amazing at it. Flawless. They've had time. — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“If you are a monster, stand up. If you are a monster, a trickster, a fiend, If you’ve built a steam-powered wishing… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
When I say forever,' Koschei whispered, 'I mean until the black death of the world. An Ivan means just the present moment,… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, a girl named September grew very tired indeed of her parents’ house, where she washed the same pink-and-yellow… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“You see her as you see anyone in this world: distorted, warped, reflected, refracted, contorted, mutilated by time.” — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“Listen to me. Love is a Yeti. It is bigger than you and frightening and terrible. It makes loud and vicious noises.… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“When a book lies unopened it might contain anything in the world, anything imaginable. It therefore, in that pregnant moment before opening,… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“Being on time is a filthy habit practised only by roosters and retirees.” — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
She sounds like someone who spends a lot of time in libraries, which are the best sorts of people. — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
It is such hard work to keep your heart hidden! And worse, by the time you find it easy, it will be… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Hearts set about finding other hearts the moment they are born, and between them, they weave nets so frightfully strong and tight… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
The smell of loving is a difficult one to describe, but if you think of the times when someone has held you… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“Time is the only magic, he said, "And Marids swim through time like the sea. Think: if you hurt yourself, and I… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
However wretched her origins, she chose freely to continue her crimes against us from the moment she woke to this life. It… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“There is always a moment when stories end, a moment when everything is blue and black and silent, and the teller does… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
I have always been delighted when told there was a piece of fanfic inspired by a book of mine floating about. I… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
“Just as there are different types of stars—red and white and brown and blue and dwarf and giant and all that lot—there… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Your past's a private matter, sweetheart. You just keep it locked up in xbox where it can't hurt anyone. — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
When I saw him I thought I could curl up inside him and go to sleep and never wake up." "Men are no good… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
We all just keep moving, September. We keep moving until we stop. — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“You couldn't ever really fix a sad story. You could only make another. And another. And another, until you found the right one at… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“He considers it for a moment and spits out the seeds, which sprout, quickly, into tiny junkblossoms sizzling with recursive algorithms. The algorithms wriggle… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“Truly, Mallow yearned to know everything. Curiosity was part of her, like her short blond hair and bitten fingernails.” — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“The cicada lies in the earth for seventeen years. It is warm and dark there, it is soft and wet. Its little legs curl… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
We all live inside the terrible engine of authority, and it grinds and shrieks and burns so that no one will say: lines on… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Her heart was bruised by the kiss, smashed and surprised and unsettled by it. September thought kisses were all nice, sweet things asked for… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“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… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Just tell yourself a story that'll satisfy you and pretend he told it. — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“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… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Fairy tales have always been about getting through the worst of everything, the darkest and the deepest and the bloodiest of events. They are… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
