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bd664ed
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Just ducky!
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Libba Bray |
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the mural, there were painted lines for the Underground, like scars stretched across the skin of the infected nation. There were wounds and then there were wounds.
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Libba Bray |
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History was haunted by the ghosts of buried crimes, which required periodic exorcisms of truth. Actions had consequences. Will
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70825b1
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Bitches will take your ass down if you try to publish that. Peace out.
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humor
pageant
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The wind whistles down into the skyscraper-bound canyons, across the broad expanses of the avenues and the narrow confines of the streets, where lives unfolded in secret, day in, day out: Sometimes a man sighs for want of love. Sometimes a child cries for the dropped lollipop, its sweetness barely tasted. Sometimes the girl gasps as the train screams into the station, shaken by how close she'd allowed herself to wander to the edge. Sometime..
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There is a particular circle of hell not mentioned in Dante's famous book. It is called comportment, and it exists in schools for young ladies across the empire. I do not know how it feels to be thrown into a lake of fire. I am sure it isn't pleasant. But I can say with all certainty that walking the length of a ballroom with a book upon one's head and a backboard strapped to one's back while imprisoned in a tight corset, layers of petticoa..
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In this life, you have to work with people you dislike. You find compromises. But sometimes you find that a person's beliefs are so harmful that you must speak against them. You can't let such harmful statements stand without challenge. They have a tendency to grow into tumors.
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21e7903
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People want to be safe, not free.
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people
way-of-life
safety
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I often imagine what sort of position Nightwing might seek out were she not currently torturing us as headmistress of Spence Academy for Young Ladies. Dear Sirs, her letter might begin. I am writing to inquire about your advert for the position of Balloon Popper. I have a hatpin that will do the trick neatly and bring about the wails of small children everywhere. My former charges will attest to the fact that I rarely smile, never laugh, an..
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Even Evie believed in something, that something being Evie a lot of the time.
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It is all I can do not to confide to the girl closest to me: "If I should die during tea - asphyxiated by my own corset - please do not let them bury me in such a hideous dress or I shall come back to haunt you."
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When the Bennington was built, in 1872, it was said that the architect, who had descended from a long line of witches, fashioned the building on ancient occult principles so that it would always be a sort of magnet for the otherworldly. So as I said, don't pay any mind to the odd sounds or sights you might experience. It's just the Bennington, dear.
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Grinning, he grabbed his fisherman's cap and coat. "I love you," he whispered quietly. "Ikh hob dikh lib." He kissed Evie's head. She rustled in her sleep, turning away. "Fine. I see how it is. I just wasted my best Yiddish on you," Sam joked to himself."
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03ecef3
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We are made by what we are asked to bear, Ling Chan,
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See, the trouble with Nietzsche, besides his being a real killjoy, is that he thinks like a spoiled seven-year-old who doesn't want to share his sandbox toys--" "Sam!"
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I've been thinking about that book about the boys who crash on the island....Lord of the Flies what about it....You know how you said it wasn't a true measure of humanity since there were no girls and you wondered how it would be different if there had been girls...Maybe girls need an island to find themselves. Maybe they need a place where no one's watching them so they can be who they really are.
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Evie narrowed her eyes. "A time limit. Four weeks of the swooniest, swellest romance New York City has ever seen. And then, kaput. Over and out. Off the air." "Golly, when you say it like that, it sounds as if our love's not real, Lamb Chop."
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They wish, too, that they could warn them about the gray man in the stovepipe hat, about the King of Crows. For not all ghosts remember, and the citizens have need of warning.
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We've got about as much chance of communing with the dead as we do of sitting in Parliament.
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If I have to look through one more of these, I'm throwing myself off that balcony," he moaned. "Let me know if you need help," Jericho said."
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sam-lloyd
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Little clue: wasted on me." "What?" "I'm into girls." "Oh. Oh!" Chu said. "Right. Got it. That's cool. I've got a cousin who's gay. Amy Liu. Know her?" Jennifer laughed. "Oh, sure. I'll just look her up in the Big Book of Lesbians. We get a copy of that with the purchase of our first flannel shirt."
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Sinjin was sitting bare-chested with Petra's blue feather boa wrapped around his neck and draped over his shoulder. His long dark curls had been teased and sprayed into a sexy mane. Heavy black eyeliner rimmed his eyes. "Am I not gorgeous? I want to snog myself. I'm like a postmodern Lord Byron." "You put the ironic in Byronic," Petra quipped. "Well said, luv."
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Memphis cupped her cheek in his hand and put his mouth on hers. Theta had never been kissed the way Memphis was kissing her now. There had been fumbling boys thrumming with nervous want. There had been theater owners, older "uncles" who pawed at her when she walked past or who wanted to "inspect" her costume to make sure it was decent down to the undergarments, men she granted the occasional kiss in order to stave off something worse. And t..
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Pero el perdon...Me aferrare a esa fragil porcion de esperanza y la mantendre cerca de mi, recordando que en cada uno de nosotros hay cosas buenas y malas, luz y oscuridad, arte y dolor, elecciones y lamentaciones.
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Estais listas? ?Empiezo? Habia una vez cuatro chicas. Una era guapa. Otra era lista. Otra encantadora y la cuarta... [...] misteriosa. Pero estaban heridas. Habia algo en ellas que les faltaba. Algo en la sangre. Grandes suenos. Ah, lo olvidaba. Lo siento, tenia que haberlo dicho antes: eran todas sonadoras, las cuatro [...]. Noche tras noche, las chicas se reunian. Y pecaban [...] Su pecado consistia en que creian. Creian que podian ser di..
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If you would understand the present, you must come to know the past.
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present
understanding
understand
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Didn't they teach you how to go about research in that school of yours?" "No. But I can recite 'The Battle Hymn of the Republic' while making martinis." "I weep for the future." "There's where the martinis come in."
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Miss New Mexico stared, dumbfounded. "Stand out? Stand out? I have a freaking tray stuck in my forehead!" She broke into fresh sobs. Taylor clapped for attention. "Miss New Mexico, let's not get all down in the bummer basement where the creepy things live. There are people in heathen China who don't even have airline trays. We have a lot to be grateful for."
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head-wounds
miss-teen-dream
beauty-queens
satire
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Very well, Your Ladyship Brooding St. Petulant,
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I'm coming with you," Kartik insists. "You'll get yourself killed," I argue. "Then it's a good day to die," he says,"
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Promise. Don't misunderstand me--you are quite vexing." He touches his tender jaw. "And you hit like a man. But you didn't cause his illness. That is his doing."
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My head kinda hurts," Miss New Mexico said. Several of the girls gasped. Half of an airline serving tray was lodged in her forehead, forming a small blue canopy over her eyes. "What is it?" Miss New Mexico checked to make sure her bra straps weren't showing. "N-nothing." Miss Ohio managed an awkward smile."
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I should rather take my chances with the lions of Rome's ancient Colosseum than endure another tea chat with the likes of them. At least the lions are honest about their desire to eat you and make no effort to hide it.
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Corro porque puedo, porque debo. Porque quiero ver hasta donde puedo llegar antes de tener que parar.
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Hold up. How do you have sex with somebody?" Adina scoffed. "Is she all, 'Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't s ee your penis there'?" Tiara squealed and waved her hands. "Don't say that word!" "What? Sorry? "Gah!" Tiara put her fingers in her ears. "What about Petra teased. "Like, 'Yon volcano is quite phallic, Lady Tiara.'" Tiara looked confused. "
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From the elevator, Mabel watched the old woman's bare feet hobbling away, a trail of salt and the lace hem of her nightgown left in her wake like sea foam.
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Libba bray |
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Besides, things you loved deeply could be lost in a second, and then there was no filling the hole left inside you.
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Libba Bray |
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People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense--words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions--words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History.
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Libba Bray |
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The ground's soft with pine needles and the occasional crunch of a cone. The air smells like it's just been born.
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Libba Bray |
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f6428aa
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Why must we die when everything within us was born to live?
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57363fe
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There's a Douglas Fairbanks picture at the Strand. A swashbuckler. You love those." Evie closed one eye. "You're telling me not to lose hope because there are pirate pictures?" "I'm trying here, Baby Vamp. When you're facing evil, a good pirate picture doesn't hurt."
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Balder murmurs from the backseat, his eyes still closed. "I looked upon your face and knew happiness." Without further warning, the sky opens up and cries."
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happiness
love
inspirational
libba-bray
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Tell me, do you have family near?" Miss Addie asked. "I'm an orphan," Theta said. "You're wrong." The old woman blinked up at the ceiling, her fingers waving in the air. "You do have family. I see it in your aura. They're... they're all around you."
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theta-knight
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I love you for who you are, not for who the world thinks you should be.
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