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Not an ugly color, Nanny thought. Just not a human color.
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Don't wish,"said Rain, "don't start. Wishing only..."
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rain
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wish
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Her sister's shoes. They sparkeled even in the darkening afternoon. They sparkeled like yellow diamonds, and embers of blood and thorny stars.
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Begging your pardon, sir....One population can't make peace with another by force.
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We start out in identical perfection: bright, reflective, full of sun. The accident of our lives bruises us into dirty individuality. We meet with grief. Our character dulls and tarnishes. We meet with guilt. We know, we know: the price of living is corruption. There isn't as much light as there once was. In the grave we lapse back into undifferentiated sameness
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I am a forgettable leaf on a tree.
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That's all I want- to do no harm.
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There may be no city in the clouds, but dreaming of it can enliven the spirit.
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Science, my dears, is the systematic dissection of nature, to reduce it to working parts that more or less obey universal laws. Sorcery moves in the opposite direction. It doesn't rend, it repairs. It is synthesis rather than analysis. It builds anew rather than revealing the old. In the hands of someone truly skilled,...it is Art.
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And there the wicked witch stayed for a long long time.'
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What the hell are you doing up there?' So he slipped, of course, because he was startled, and because fate, having been so kind to him as to award him this ecstasy, retributively was going to kill him now. He lost his footing and grabbed for the chimney but missed. Head over thighs he rolled out like a child's toy, smashed into the poking branches of the damn pear tree, which probably saved his life, breaking his fall. He landed with a thud..
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quoting reminds me there are other people in the world besides only me. And other thoughts besides mine, and other ways of thinking.
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Love makes hunters of us all.
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She dreamed of leaving, but she had too little exposure to the world to imagine where to go.
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She wasn't afraid of doing good or of resisting evil. She was merely afraid she might not be able to tell the difference.
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Just my luck, if I believed in luck. I only believe in the opposite of luck, whatever that is.
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fantasy
wicked
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It was deliciously pagan.
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It's over the garden wall and we're going to see the Wizard, come what may and hell to pay. -Elphaba
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And in the cave there lived a wicked old witch. Did she ever some out? Not yet.
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What had survived - maybe all that had survived of Trism - was Liir's sense of him. A catalog of impressions that arose from time to time, unbidden and often upsetting. From the sandy smell of his sandy hair to the locked grip of his muscles as they had wrestled in sensuous aggression - unwelcome nostalgia. Trism lived in Liir's heart like a full suit of clothes in a wardrobe, dress habillards maybe, hollow and real at once. The involuntary..
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longing
lost-love
love
wicked
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One never knows how the witch became wicked, or whether that was the right choice for her -- is it ever the right choice? Does the devil ever struggle to be good again, or if so is he not a devil? It is the very least question of definitions.
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philosophy
wicked
witch
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Just follow that one road the whole time!... I hope they don't get lost, I'm so bad at giving directions..
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The devil is a very big angel, but a very little man.
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devil
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Immortality is a chancy thing; it cannot be promised or earned. Perhaps it cannot even be identified for what it is.
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immortality
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And a puzzle is for the piecing together, especially for the young, who still believe it can be done.
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Everyone dies. It's a question of where and how, that's all.
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Or is it just that the world upwraps itself to you, again and again, as soon as you're ready to see it anew?
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How shallow the words are, really - . One might as well say, , thinks Iris; that about covers the same terrain, doesn't it?
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Oh, everything is gorgeous once it's gone.
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The momentum of the mind can be vexingly, involuntarily capricious.
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mind-thoughts
mood
moody
think
thinkers
thinking
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I may not be sure if monsters exist, but I'd rather live my life in doubt than be persuaded by a real experience of one.
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doubts
monsters
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If one could drown in the grass, thought Elphie, that might be the best way to die.
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So she listened hard. And she began to evolve, because stories work their magic that way. They build conviction and erode conviction in equal measure.
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Horrors.
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He hadn't yet had enough experience with humans to know that the thing they hold dearest to their hearts, the last thing they relinquish when all else is fading, is the consoling belief in the inferiority of others.
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Wishing is the beginning of imagination. They practice wishing when they are young things, and then -when they have grown - they have a developed imagination. Which can do some harm - greed, that kind of thing - but more often does them some good. They can imagine that things might be different. Might be other than they seem. Could be better.
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We only have babies when we're young enough not to know how grim life turns out. Once we really get the full measure of it--we're slow learners, we women--we dry up in disgust and sensibly halt production.
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The world rarely shrieks its meaning at you. It whispers, in private languages and obscure modalities, in arcane and quixotic imagery, through symbol systems in which every element has multiple meanings determined by juxtaposition.
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What is the use of beauty? i have lived my life surrounded by painters, and still I do not know the answer. But i suspect, some days, that beauty helps protect the spirit of mankind, swaddle it and succor it, so that we might survive. Beauty is no end in itself, but if it makes or lives less miserable so that we might be more kind-well, then, lets have beauty, painted on our porcelain, hanging on our walls, ringing through our stories.
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Doubt was much more energy efficient than conviction.
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The further on we go, the more meaning there is, but the less articulable. You live your life and the older you get- the more specifically you harvest- the more precious becomes every ounce and spasm. Your life and times don't drain of meaning because they become more contradictory, ornamented by paradox, inexplicable. The less explicable, the more meaning. The less like a mathematics equation (a sum game); the more like music (significant ..
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I hate New Year's Eve. One more chance to remember that you haven't yet done what you wanted. And to pretend it doesn't matter.
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The sweet accident of coincidence is the best foundation on which to build.
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The fairytale belongs to the poor. I know of no fairytale which upholds the tyrant or takes the part of the strong against the weak. A fascist fairytale is an absurdity.
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