No one is now what they were before the war. There’s just no getting any of it back. — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
In both marriage and war you must cut up the things people say like a cake and eat only what you can… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won't forget your war either.” — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Every morning is a battle between the superego and the id, and I am a mere foot soldier with mud and a… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
War is not for winning, Masha," sighed Koschei, reading the tracks of supply lines, of pincer strategies, over her shoulder. "It is… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Her father’s shadow looked sadly down at her. “You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“They knew all about the war with France from Papa’s magazines. But whenever they tried to imagine what a war was actually… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time on a small, watery, excitable planet called Earth, in a small, watery, excitable country called Italy, a soft-spoken,… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
Oh, but Masha, can’t you see? You are. An Ivan has come. That is like saying, Midnight has struck. It is time… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
“We love WWII because the cause was so obviously just, because you can't be a good person and say you wouldn't fight… — 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
